Poetry

Sunday 9 January 2022

Train to nowhere

 Oh this is the train to nowhere

Going nowhere fast

One place we are reaching

Is back into the past

This is the train to nowhere going on so slow

The signal black out

Like in the blitz means there’s nowhere to go

The train manager told the story

The news it wasn’t good

We were on a hiding to nothing

Riding with red riding hood

Missing out the points oh

We had to slow way down

Point to point the brakes applied

But they’re all singing now

We’re on the train to nowhere

Between town and town

The rails are moving faster than we are

The fields are over taking us with a frown

 

The white waters gleams in the blue sky

The thistles and pines they sigh

The crows in a pair sit laughing

In their trees

For even they can fly faster than we

 

Even the bees who are hibernating drowsily

Buzzing so high

But their buzzes are more than matching

Ours cos tis reason this train won’t fly

We’re on the train to nowhere

It’s going nowhere fast

I think that my future’s frozen

But now I’m catching up on my past

 


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