Challenging Pieces In Toronto Poem by hormish woo

A epic is just few people to read
A small road goes around with wind and rain
Footprints leave a lot of message I need
Hands draw a picture describing the pain

Eyes contact with truth and honor indeed
Ears listen to soundless cultures for gain
Nose smells a fresh fragrant fruition from mead
Mind reminds to catch memory mountain

Songs follow up from heart to heart to feed
Poems continue to remember maintain
A coworker records his track like bead
Rhymes play with the machinery like train

Story is gear maybe poem line is chain
Holding a dream with a big railroad's vein