You were two long and straight blocks
laying there without wearing socks.
Train travelled over you-undeterred.
Time's screaming at you
like a thunder bird,
you wouldn't have
misheard.
It's a big work-load,
you were paralyzed
like pebbles,
underutilized.
A jeep sat on you tonight
thump woke you mad
six dead bodies laid,
their hope to hug
their love ones,
no more.
Don't you
wonder why?
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