Frank Penicaro Poet Lyric

Train Roll

No time for roses
I know how they smell,
I'm looking at four walls
tango with hell.

I ride trains,all over town.


Rooftops and hightops
and twisted caps are funny,
I see some women dressed
to be Playboy bunnies.

I ride trains,all over town
I ride trains going uptown
and downtown north and south,
I listen to people screaming for help.

train rolling
train rolling
train rolling

moving hard and fast
I'm riding til it stops
or when it runs out of gas.

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Eiken Laan January 13, 2011 at 3:13 AM Frank, I felt the flow and pace of this poem, fast as a train and beautiful, would love to hear the music with it, a best seller:))