The Everslave

a lone soldier roaming the street

fulfilling duties - an unrequired need

a quiet clean air scenery

entire population - forced to leave

one guard in isolation in a classified town

track traces on orphaned roads

step over rotten roots

ripped from mother earth

secure leftovers from man-freed areas

guided by the sarcophagus lore

observing ruins - everslave to the core

hunting shadows in the trenches of the unknown

lost navigation to return home

the guard walks over floating piers that rust and sink

linger at terraces that never got opened

staring over the city to the pulsating coffin

containing fire and tons of human errors

the guard roams through church gardens

aside the old believer‘s cemetery

the guard examines remnants

of villages removed from registry

solidified duty at lenin square

energetik - the palace of culture

memories arise with an empty stare

through stamps of sickle and hammer

liquidators housed rooms of those they used to protect

inhaled by forest fires - population nullified and erased

as time corrodes clockworks death took over in desolation

guided by the sarcophagus lore

observing ruins - everslave to the core

hunting shadows in the trenches of the unknown

lost navigation to return home

striding from the empty city hall

to the improvised headquarter aftermath

state enterprise for purification and

decisions forced to be made out of dead hands

corroded on burnt and toxicated soil

dead depressing city and surroundings

knowledge crumbles to dust at the reactor stones

prophets crumble in fields that got overgrown