Night Mover
Freight trains thunder through the empty station
Hauling a load to a far off destination
Unseen by many an eye, it speeds on it’s way
Making a noisy and smoky proclamation
Sounds resonating off the brickwork
Roosting birds fly scared off into the night sky
Signals set to go, green light illuminated
This mechanical behemoth powers on by
Throttles wide open, a magnificent sight
A vision of presence and power
It’s old and considered by some to be ugly
But the driver’s enthusiasm will not sour-
Hundreds of tons pulled into the night
The cargo of an fearful population
The lifeblood of many an industrial process
Running through the iron veins of the nation
Copyright © Steve Eaton | Year Posted 2017
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