The legendary Hookerman

The day had gone just like any other day Now the night has come and the rail workers shift has begun As he strolled the tracks the way he did regularly He noticed a break in the rail that needed repair Taking a knee to see what he could do Sticking his hand through the break it became stuck he could not get it loose Unfortunately there was no scheduled runs on that line till the next day He yelled and screamed but nobody came Then shock struck the man as he watched an unexpected train rattling down the tracks His dim lantern unable to be seen in the darkness He waved his other arm frantically The operator did not see him now the train has passed along with the night While his blood poured from the remains of his severed arm unable to stand The poor mans body found the next day Many years have come and gone and still at that certain time of the night You can see his lantern burn in the dark

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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