Train Wrecks

Boys learning to be bullies
chasing trains
drinking beer
from stolen boxes cars

Anger bursts
fists in a blur
demons attacking
the smaller ones

Tracks led to victims
victims led to DNA
they thought they got away
ha now in jail they play

Who is silent now?
as prison bars vibrate
you scream like the little ones
poetic justice


The End




*
This train filled with
clichés, rhymes and horrid verse
I am the master of all of cheese
the silent one lacking language


musings from a simple mind