The Bullet Train Poem by kendall thomas

The Bullet Train



We cannot stop the bullet train.
It speeds along on tracks ordained.
Through fire of day
and fog of night
nothing can deter its might.

It coils around hills of green
snaking by lakes and rivers blue serene.
The cities are but winks;
the tracks iron fashioned links
between a past that always is
and a future that always was.

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