The Railway Line

The children had a simple thing to do To go to the shops on an errand through But there was a railway line between home and the shop And danger lurked in their short walking hop They waited for one train to pass through the crossing made And ran out after it passed as the terrible scene played But there was one going the opposite way Meant it hit them hard and smashed their lives away What I see sometimes as the image remains Of being there that day where nobody gains Was one of the crowd who gathered to gawk Laughed and said make sure you pick up all the pieces as you walk. © Paul Warren Poetry