Run-Away Train
Under grey autumn skies
Rain and teardrops trace
Washing down upon my face
In this barren place
In full disgrace
I screamed heavenward
Some words absurd
Only to be once again unheard
Here we are again
Duking it out
In a final bout
With a God who carries
All the clout
Feel like a puppet on a string
No control of anything
No path to follow
No song to sing
The rain beats down
Skies turn dark and cold
Angry clouds over me unfold
A price is paid
A soul bought and sold.
Not worth the dirt
If truth be told
Years pile up
since my birth
I wonder my worth
upon this earth
Does no good
to cry in vain
And as time passes
Again and again
I bite the bullet
Warm up to the pain
So for now i will refrain
And stand here naked in the rain
Just me and God
On this run-away train.
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2013
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