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The Train The train left the station some years ago. it followed the tracks...but went real slow the people aboard, directed the train but at the station, some people remain It seemed equality... wasn't very kind to leave some people stranded behind. the disenfranchisement between Now and Then defined NO train would ever arrive again. the ultimate destination, nobody knew but the people on board believed it true. although, they struggled each and every day. to try make sure it was going the right way. For some, in a hurry, it needed to go fast Others couldn't abandon..those in the past They thought about those left behind there who couldn't get aboard...... a train going nowhere |
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I always wonder how people see themselves. where did you fit in this poem?.. the irony is from different perspectives.... we are all the same. In a hurry, or just wanting to go somewhere, or just at the station. Do you get on board... only if you get to be the conductor. Do you ride the train...just to ride it. Or do you you have to know where you are going. Does it matter if the train pulls from station to your Right or your Left? Is it okay to leave people behind? Can somewhere be the same as nowhere...or is nowhere.. somewhere you don't want to go..because somewhere is somewhere you don't want to go. My political idea here .. Is somewhere can be Nowhere.. unless we ALL decide to go somewhere......and we ALL can decide that "the somewhere" doesn't matter. It just matters that we ALL go there...the only unacceptable perspective.. is we get to stay where we are..the American train is leaving.. and we already missed the boat.
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