Hold On Poem by soren Barrett

Hold On

In a mine, rails decline
To the rock beneath
From this hole, they steal the mountain's soul
on this grave hangs a wreath

To connect the cars, a man named Lars
recently wed
he stood between, to the engineer unseen,
as the engine moved ahead

In Lars haste, he was caught at the waist,
326 tons held back his blood,
a consummated marriage, to the other carriage
to release the pressure would unloose a flood

Coupled in the train, didn't affect his brain,
the coupler around him in a metallic hug
Knowing he would die, when open they did pry
the coupler they didn't dare unplug

While there was life, they sent for his wife,
to say his final farewell
As the cars parted, so his soul departed
as his top and bottom uncoupled as well

On one train car, a tagger's bar
was latter discovered
"made of earth is my berth"
could be seen with dirt covered

On the other, a graffiti brother,
could be read
"I'll ride on, when my load is gone"
did they refer to the cars or the dead?

Sunday, December 31, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: flood,farewell,marriage
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