INDUSTRY - SAN FRANSISCO
WHAT IS MODERN? WHAT IS INDUSTRY?
In the steel-fettered dawn where shadows creep,
It begins with an idea, a promise to keep.
Smoke curls, a serpent, from chimneys that sigh,
As cities rise tall, reaching out to the sky.
A spark of ambition ignites in the soul,
Turning whispers of vision to industry’s roll.
But the cost is entangled in the chains that we bind,
As the ghost of tomorrow pulls at us, blind.
“THE WORLD IS DYING,
AND WE ARE ALL TO BLAME.”
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