Rubble Road

Echo, the name he carries, a ghost in the machine
Ventures above, where light washes the scene clean
From the dark depths, to a world vast and wide
On a quest for sight, in the ruins he'll confide

The city's skeleton, under the open sky's embrace
Echo wanders through, with a determined pace
Buildings, once giants, now bow in defeat
Among their shadows, life finds a beat

Echo's journey, through lands forgotten by time
Searching for a piece, in this world of grime
Rare plants breach the concrete, with silent cries
Creatures of resilience, under the clearing skies

Each step, a story, each glance, a memory's spark
Echo moves through silence, in daylight and dark
A canvas of destruction, painted with nature's hand
A world reborn, in the aftermath's land

The horizon calls, with promises to keep
Leading him to a graveyard, where giants sleep
A junkyard vast, under the sun's watchful eye
A trove of lost dreams, under the open sky

Echo stands at the threshold, where past and future collide
In this haven of parts, a new eye he'll decide
A journey not just for sight, but for soul to find
In the fragments of the old world, Echo seeks to bind