A Young Boys Train

As young boy with passion and more
waiting at the interchange waiting on the transcontinental train.
Seeing the locomotive in the distance
black coal-burning overcoming resistance, a chugging persistence

A love affair hotbox hobby I would sit and stare,
heavy high-speed hauling! black smoke falling, the whistle was calling
Trains rounding curves conductor’s steady nerve
hydraulics controlled that power, the steam would scream and holler

One day on the main line just a matter of time
it was a junction box fluke a cross-tie came loose, derailing it’s caboose
When the coupler snapped the crew was trapped
the brakeman was tasked! then the boilers ballast, the train is now trash.



Published by Sandymancan

I'm a father, friend, and a family man, I believe in right and wrong, I understand the value of standing on your own. I have an iron will with a poet's heart, a belief in God is where it starts.

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