Rust (an acrostic poem)

 

Ravages of time and oxidation scarred the urban landscape

Under that dilapidation lies the proud and the mighty

So many, now one with the dust below the decay above

The wind blows red.  The bleeding continues.

 

Image: calendar.artsaltoona.org/wp-content/uploads/sites/2/2018/03/rust.jpg

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