The World And The Train Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Train


Fast then slow,
Right then left.
Figuring out which tracks to go on.
Figuring out when to stop.

I looked out of the window,
To watch the world go by.
I saw something rich,
Then I saw something poor.

This train showed me the world,
Whirring by so fast.
It never occurred to me,
That all this never would last.

I enjoyed my ride today,
As if to say,
The world went it's way,
And I witnessed it all.

My train.