End of the Road - Steel Will and Iron Rails
Steel Will and Iron Rails
Hard rumbling click-clack – ever forward
locked within a destinations track
cursed by rising hills – unchanging future
choking on the smoke of looking back.
Driven by the pistons of life’s demons
time racing by its coldly focused eyes
condemned to ride into forever’s sunset
and never turn around to see it rise.
Shadows of the specter daily taunting
a loneliness that serves one selfish end
hope that ‘neath the cloak cold boney fingers
point to a place the endless track must bend.
12/30/2016
submitted to – Poet’s Choice – Poetry Contest
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