Passing Through
Passing Through
What has become of what once was?
If on track they pass
Then why, how come?
Those who lay the rails
Must wonder what is the case
Is one loaded going too fast
What do they carry
What do they hold
Running out of control
Going to and coming from.
From here to there
Only a journey’s end.
How much can each provide
Before resting, being set aside.
As part of the past
History to come
Holding the story
Of what was done.
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