Sunday, June 5, 2011

Too Fast

On the train of life’s remorse
Speeding down the slippery rails
It slips, it slides, it nearly crashes
He looks out at the passing cities
He stares at the empty sky
He knows he would be happy there
He would start a life of freedom
The train won’t stop; another opportunity passed
Disordain and sally forth
A new town in this game we play
Decisions to make he makes the rashest
He looks about at what he has done
Now he bares the pain of death
He can’t go until the train stops
He could end a life of running
The train has stopped an opportunity awaits.

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