Trains of Life

A comparison poem.

Roundabout and in and out

Our trains of life will travel.

Over hill and dale, and the weighing scale,

Hoping the tracks do not unravel.

‘Tis such a shame one cannot tame

The beasts of burden and their need

But what the hell, it’s just as well,

Cause the human world relies on greed.

So, we pay our dues and sing the blues,

And seek security as a destination.

We are happier, still, if we’ve had our fill

And our excess baggage was left at the station.

JE Falcon

12-05-2019

Reviews

[Ada]

Nice poem detailing how different life might be, if it weren't running off of greed and excess.

[JE Falcon]

Thanks, and thank you very much for your reply.

[M. J. Smith]

"The human world relies on greed..." sad but true, my friend. If we could learn what the red man tried to teach us; take only what you need. Words such as these would never need to be written. Well spoken, Sir.

[JE Falcon]

Very true to a degree. --- And thanks for your reply, they are always appreciated.

[M. J. Smith]

You are welcome, Sir.

[JE Falcon]

You can call me Jef, I worked for a living. :)

[M. J. Smith]

Thank you, Jef. My given name is Michael. Mostly, I go by M. J.

[Chris Shaw]

I am liking your internal rhyme here Falcon as well as the message in your stanzas. I'm all for leaving excess baggage at the station . It makes way for an easier life ahead. All good wishes.

Chris

[JE Falcon]

Woo-Woo- all aboard! and thanks.

[Chris Shaw]

Good to read you.