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The Train To Nowhere - Poem by alan brown

The day started evenly
with no one to avail.
As the train was running steady
rattling over every rail.

The scenery passed by slowly
as I sat on the hard wood chair
My bones were aching badly
but no on seemed to care.

My hands were tied and tethered
my feet were bare and cold
I felt like I was dying
but no one could be told.

Beside me sat another
with head bowed to the floor
The car was full of strangers
I counted ninety four.

We were heading for a camp I hear
I just wish that we were there.
The train was running at its fastest
but our lives were in despair.

Topic(s) of this poem: holocaust

Form: Free Verse


Comments about The Train To Nowhere by alan brown

  • Bipasha D (4/24/2018 10:56:00 AM)

    An excellent poem with wonderful narrative, rhyme, theme and a great title. A huge 10 for this and into my poemlist. (Report)Reply

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  • Rajnish Manga (4/13/2018 11:49:00 AM)

    This poem evokes the painful images of train journey through the holocaust days in the enemy territory.
    This is extremely poignant. Thanks.
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  • Susan Williams (4/10/2018 3:06:00 PM)

    Part One- An important topic and your poem respected the loss of lives in that horror. I like the progression of the poem- at first I thought it was a train ride- possibly to work.....then hard wooden chair? I stopped reading and puzzled over that... then thought perhaps a third world train.. (Report)Reply

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  • Susan Williams (4/10/2018 3:05:00 PM)

    .Part Two- - hands tied and tethered, feet bare and cold? I paused and dread built up inside me- capture of enemy combatants or.. or the Holocaust... then that last stanza- -how my heart hurt that the poor man thought it would be better at the destination... Excellent write.10+++++++++++ and a spot on y fav list. (Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (4/10/2018 12:47:00 PM)

    A heartrendering depiction has been made about holocaust through a train journey. I quote.....
    Beside me sat another
    with head bowed to the floor
    The car was full of strangers
    I counted ninety four.
    Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.10
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 9, 2018



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