Night Train Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Night Train



Life is a lonesome night train
of empty cars
on immutable tracks;
only God knows where.

A rolling thundering chaos
that screams, rattles and bellows;
each movement echoes
in an endless blackness.

And,
guided only by a single piercing light,
it plows headlong into a great unknown
as if it really knows where it is all going.

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