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Destiny
Destiny, a slow-moving train,
Quite the story to tell.
At early age, well dipped in pain,
A man will see his well.
He'll kid himself, think he can turn
The way that this train goes.
Each try, another bridge will burn
As he long before knows.
The engines fueled by frustration,
The train will pick up speed.
Mind recalling each narration,
While harrowing the deed.
He'll try again, just to forget
What chance brought him before.
No brakes, just screeches of regret
While still gathering more.
In youth, he thought he could fight it.
Now clear in his eyes,
Knowledge he will never right it
Though his mouth still denies.
Hugging the rails all through the curves,
As bridges madly sway,
He wonders now if he deserves
What lies just up the way.
End of the line, he's rode it out.
There's nowhere left to go.
And "all his way" without a doubt
The evidence will show.
Destiny no train, just a scream
On the hot rails to hell.
No story to tell, just a dream,
And one that don't end well.
Published 12th Dec 2015
| Edited 13th Dec 2015
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13th Dec 2015 5:12am
train, train.
book your passage early &
suffer the twists & mad curves.
excellent craftwork...
book your passage early &
suffer the twists & mad curves.
excellent craftwork...
1st Jan 2016 7:31pm
Thank you very much for visiting my page and replying, John. Lol at the mad curves... been quite a few of those :)
Michael
Michael
13th Dec 2015 2:03pm
It echoes the lonely and distant whistle of a midnight train, Michael. Good to read you again.
1st Jan 2016 7:32pm
15th Dec 2015 7:38am
Michael,
Brilliant haunting write; to know where the story ends but unable to change course or stop. Uneasy feelings and stress of knowing.
Beautiful work my friend; I have missed reading you.
Keith
Brilliant haunting write; to know where the story ends but unable to change course or stop. Uneasy feelings and stress of knowing.
Beautiful work my friend; I have missed reading you.
Keith
1st Jan 2016 7:35pm
Endeavoring to change, Keith. Do wish me luck please.
Thank your for your unbiased friendship. It has always meant much to me. :)
Michael
Thank your for your unbiased friendship. It has always meant much to me. :)
Michael
