TRACKS OF TRAINS

Thick black locomotives, their sound

claiming the air, rumble with earth shaking

strength as they conquer their space.

Rolling over table top flat tracks the engines

breathe in and expel an energy without

competition or equal. Its front light opens

into daylight and at night sets a beam

of warning and ferocity as it moves without

intimidation through tunnels, wide curves

and over bridges. Trains are the dreams of old

men and the excitement of the young. Their

passing through towns draws attention

to the enormity of its size and the history

it owns. We are a nation of wheels,

trains are the wheels of our nation.

 

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