The Train

The train is coming
And all must get on
Some will be old
Some will be young

It's coming for all of us
The day we don't know
Ready or not ?
It will swallow you whole

What is this train ?
Where does it go ?
Depends on your life
Destination unknown

You will know when you get there
Darkness or light
Destination known
No turning back

Only two directions
Which way will you go ?
Be assured, the train is coming
Death, it will swallow you whole

If you live right
It will take you where it's light
The contrast will be stark
If it takes you to the dark

One day
That train is coming
No matter who you are
Death will swallow you whole

2 Tunnels
2 Destinations
Which way will you go ?
One day you will get off the train
When Death swallows you whole

Kizzy York aka K.Oakes 2015 Copyright


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