The Railway Of Old Poem by David Boyce

The railway of old

The old railway sleepers,
Once oily are looking dry,
Distressed and broken by many seasons,
And many years gone by.

Old boundaries of signal boxes,
Which today can still be seen,
Many removed without forethought,
By politicians trying to make the industry more lean.

The old semaphore signals are all going,
Changed to the new brighter style LED,
The small signal boxes have been closed down,
And into the Super Signalling Centres the staff will be.

Some old features can still be noticed,
Whilst travelling along the railway tracks,
The remnants of old buildings, platforms and sidings,
Which will never come back.

Whilst transport is getting much quicker,
From outskirts into towns and cities,
New village stations won’t be built,
Which is more the pity.

The railway of old were so intense,
The routes were much wider and vast,
A network which we need again today,
Removed by wrong decisions in the past.


Written by David Boyce
23 July 2015

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