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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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August 8, 2017 at 10:18 PM
Very sad, and dark Warren, I have witnessed the end of these tragic events numerous times in my past employment. No matter what people say the do affect you. Thanks for sharing and wishing you well. Regards, Craig
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