I Heard Of The Train Poem by Pierre Rausch

That run which was the same
To learn about some things
Allegations of that evidence
Therefore get the conversation back
Trying to avoid
Where just one talks
You know what I mean
Was about to get back
Expecting it for two weeks
When she put it behind
I would work for agony
Everywhere there is indignation
You can't call a thing your foe
Don't take it too serious
Have in train it's last moment
I could feel it under
And switch it on
At one point I was standing
No one doubted my love
Shoved the bag down
In courage, in verity
Like a cover of an envelope
In some kind of sense
Two flights of step
For just that moment
A pleasure to get out
That rolled out in front