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Sep 2014
no deliverance
twas aboard the train
the driver had lost
his senses and gone insane

the train sped along
at a velocity of speed
free wheeling
like a fast rolling bead

those on board
held tightly to their seats
for the train driver
twas in the grip of mad pleats

as the train neared
the descent of the mountainside
it quickly tumbled over
as a carnival ride

none did survive
the train driver's irrational trip
for they were in his
unbalanced guardianship

on that day salvation
did not abound
mercy's guiding hand
was nowhere to be found
Elizabeth Squires
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Elizabeth Squires
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