Unknown Train Poem by Ayan excalibur

Looking out of the window,
Of this unknown train,
No idea why we are here.
No clue where we are going.
Yet we are travelling,
On this unknown train.
Too many friends we meet,
Amongst this crowd of strangers.
Too many strangers we greet,
In this field of friends.
Friends of yesterday,
So two faced today.
Too many Foes of the past,
Now so kindred spirits.
Where is your destination?
What is your way?
No one knows
And yet we are travelling
On this unknown train.
Too many robbers
Stealing our youth
And then the Shylocks
Not only Flesh but give your blood too!
And what about the Deceivers,
Fooling you thru.
And yet we are travelling
On this unknown train.
Time running by,
People stumbling by,
Places flying by,
Where to Brother? ! ! !
No one Knows.
And yet we are travelling
On this unknown train
One Day we will get off
From this unknown train
When – who Knows?
But the joyous destination
Awaits unknown.
Till then we keep travelling
On this unknown train.