All Aboard
This Train Is Bound For “?”
When yet I was still a baby, my mother pulled me from her breast.
She handed me to the conductor. Who said, “I’ll take care of the rest.”
I remember the words of my mother, “It is your life baby do your best.”
The conductor smiled and said, “I can look at this one he will pass the test.”
He then told my mother, “Get on with your life, you have other stops to make.
This one you have given for me to take.”
I waited quietly and soon from the station my train pulled out.
With the sudden jerk and moan it caused me to begin to pout.
The conductor shouted,
“Hush it only takes a while to learn to do without!”
At the beginning, the old train moved very slow.
Occasionally, I would hear the whistle blow.
The powerful engine had many cars in tow.
Time passed, and I was crawling to and fro.
I didn’t know it at the time but the train of life starts with many cars in tow.
However, with the passing of years one by one, it loses its tow.
As a boy for the very first time I saw it snow.
Still the massive train was under such a duress it had to strain to move even slow.
I ask the conductor, “Why do we have to move at such a snail pace, always going so slow.”
He smiled, “My boy a life time is a massive tow.
Fear not though soon we will be moving faster.”
As always, he was right, and soon time had become my master.
As a middle-age man I peered out the windows to see where I cast my seed.
I sighed and thought, “I should have pulled more weed.
“
Then as an old man I cried out to the conductor, “Can’t you slow this damnation speed.”
He ignores me and announces in a loud voice, “Final stop just a head”
With a moan, I shouted, “What do you mean final stop just ahead?”
“It’s the end my friend, right around the next bend.”
He looked at me, “Now, now don’t you pout!
After all you choose this route.”
As we rounded the next curve I once again peered out the window to find all the cars other than mine had vanished. Over the years, they had one by one dropped off.
I turned to speak to the conductor my life-long companion. To my amazement, he was no longer about.
At last, it was only me to face this final bout.
Then the train passed into a dark tunnel.
Out the window I squinted my eyes attempting to look my best.
Suddenly, there was a light I had passed the test.
