The Train Rumbles On

A whistle’s roar irrupts the snoozing wind as
A train rumbles out of the station
Like a bull unleashed in an arena.

Its sound bangs a frightened man’s eardrum;
Invoking the baseline of Death’s melancholy tune
Coalesced with hums of a mellow funeral organ.

The man tugs at his knots with great earnest
But he cannot separate the unyielding embrace
Of the rope and the railroad tracks.

Sounds of the whistle creep closer and
The sound of Death’s tune grows louder.
The fragile ground shakes in anticipation.

With his back taut against the tracks,
The man faces no alternative but to
Release a perturbed scream.

But his cries are silenced under
The cover of Death’s chilling song.
Despite the commotion, the train rumbles on.