We’re all waiting on the death train
To take us all away
Some will kick and scream
Some will merely say
Where does the death train go to
Is it a journey of despair
The million-dollar question
Nobody really cares
All aboard the death train
The ticket is totally free
The conductor will point to the sign
You won't return at three
The track is never ending
Your life you’ll get to see
The answer you always searched for
Will be revealed at three
The door is finally opened
The platform sets you free
You see the sign before you
To be or not to be
The answer was the question
The conductor says with glee
All aboard the death train
Stopping just to see
Life's unanswered question
You never got to see
Revealed at the very end
Just as the clock struck three.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Spiritual
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Comments3
I wonder what Rabelais, found
after crossing over, in his journey
to find, existences 'great perhaps'
...
a part of me - soberly, knows already
he probably found your train, dear Poet
'You see the sign before you
To be or not to be
The answer was the question
The conductor says with glee'
indeed!
In Britain, of course, that train would be late or cancelled.
well, in this case
won't that be a good thing...? lol
our beloved Blighty's, tardiness
becoming our saving, grace...
Ha! 😁🍻
Sadly there are no platform tickets to watch the train depart. We take our seat and hope the view from our window covers a full life's worth before we are shunted into the terminus.
No ticket required. lol
Good words. Yes we are all on the death train and I have been on it for a long time but mine will never come to an end.
Andy
Hopefully true, Andy. I'm going down the frozen route.
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