Sunken City

My lonely boat sank 'neath the sea
And there was metal, glass, and me.
Upon the ocean did I stand
On neither sand nor rock nor land.
Icy steel from fire wrought
Against the crashing waves had fought
And formed the face I stood upon
And the towers that eclipsed the dawn.

Though terrified I was at first
And bleary-eyed because of thirst,
My intrigue quickly did take hold
And suddenly, I felt more bold.
Upon these streets, I did set out
And cries for help began to shout,
But no soul in the city lay,
Just lifeless steel and burning day.

And to myself, I said aloud,
"What happen'd to the ancient crowd
That lived within these buildings cold
And walked upon these streets of old?"
But none there was could answer me
If over time or suddenly
Did fateful forces choose to end
The lives of near a hundred men.

What struck me hardest was the fact
That food I had but water lack'd.
All I could do was watch each cloud
And pray with rain it was endow'd.
With no one to discuss my plight,
I called out to the birds in flight
In hopes that one might swoop down here
To loan to me a list'ning ear.

The sun had rear'd itself o'erhead
And moisture from my skin had bled.
While shining steel had stuck me blind,
I took retreat into my mind
And in this shelter I did stay
Until my final, lonely day.
The sunken city quiet be
When it's just metal, glass, and me.