Strangled in my youth <br />gulped shut <br />silent nerves shaking <br /> <br />don't try to tell them <br />leave them be <br />to be <br />in consequence <br />the last machines <br /> <br />running naked <br />breaking bottles <br />sirens blazing <br />guns popping <br /> <br />live and learn <br />die and forget<br /><br />Brian Routh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-last-machines/
