TRAIN OF LIFE

The train moves faster like life passing by,
it's like a timeline from the past to the
present. His old wheels are rusty and full of dirt, the sound that it makes is like thunder from a stormy night. It passes every two minutes everyday,
I am already used to the sound of the horn from far away.

It moves faster like the wind. His wheels keep shivering every time he passes by pounding on the tracks from the movement and from thought of being old and yet he is still keeps moving like the air smooth and gentle ever since technology was invented.

There is no ending to the railroad tracks they are miles and miles long, and the same train of life is still the one passing thru the same path everyday since the first time that it was born to travel around the world.

Marlene Mendoza