
Boys On The Tracks
The air is bristling nerves
The engine coughs
The carriage rocks
The boys are on the tracks
The whistle blows
The driver sweats
It rolls into his eyes
These boys are trouble
The tracks do rumble
The train’s horn toots again
The boys jump aside
As if riding wings, and
The boys survive another day.
Written for Miz Quickly’s Day 12 “Tuesday” Image is from Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
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