The Train Accident Poem by samuel nze

Spirits on the rails
Wait for the caboose
Just to tip it over
So children will die

Angels on the lines
Escort the small tram
Just to keep it upright
So children will live

Children in the train
Sing their lofty tune
Oblivious of threat
Wanting to survive

Obstruction on the path
Portends ugly doom
Sinister of cause
Wanting to destroy

The spirits will fight
The angels defend
When the obstruction
Trips the fated tram

Jikoloji
The tram is tripped
It begins to burn
Is anyone dead!

Some of then are killed
Many more injured
Few of them are scratched
Some strangely saved

The caboose will burn
The dead will be mourned
The living proceed
To tell their tale.