Locomotives

Locomotives                                          7/2/2015

Criss cross applesauce

Ten and one

Plus a thousand

Crushing us down

In the land of the lost.

East to west

And west to east

It all feels the same

Trapped in the coils

And suffocating.   

I have seen the sign

Crossed over the moon

Coming closer and closer

Unmistakable and true.

The hour has come

And all bets are off

Now that the mask has fallen

And see,

What we always knew. 

Change the names

And change the places

Erasing one

To impose another. 

We stare eyes wide in terror

Tail spinning into the black

Complacent in our car

And skipping off the track. 

Fragmented, estranged,

Isolated and defenseless

The remnant shrinks

Voiceless and mute. 

 It is five minutes after midnight

And now we see the truth

Everyone able

And everyone worthy. 

If you see the wreck

Then don't give up 

Dying in the spirit

Just before the dawn.