A Girl and Her Combat Machine
She ventured, in remembrance, this day where martial remnants stationed away.
Fine linings of rust shan't phase a shell so laced with glory
For through her crystal lenses a mechanical mammoth is beheld.
The girl scaled up its mechanical frame - all sturdy, all hollow
To stand upon this metal mirror and find a sureness that knew
That whilst the gear-fiend ceased to move, the history of us moved steady so.
Attribution: Cyra Locsin
ZEF CYPHER. 2018