My forging hammer

Lies reclined



My bellows, too

Have lost their wind



My fires extinct

My forge decayed



And in the dust

My vices layed 



My coal is spent

My iron is gone

My anvil is broke
My work is done



My work is done

My work is done

My work is done

*My chisels
Lie dull

My saws, too
Have lost their edge

My trees are felled
My lumber decayed

And in the sawdust
My clamps layed

My angles are bent
My jigs are gone
My tools are rusted
My work is done

My work is done
My work is done
My work is done