Thursday, January 31, 2019

Onto the Tracks - poem by Antonio Cassone


ONTO THE TRACKS

Without looking back

Faced with life’s grim facts
She felt her life in distress
For all the days of worry and stress

Bills piling up
Baby's needing to be fed
Addictions still leave life hard to cope
She'd always be that single mom never to wed

It's raining
Even when sunny
Clouds fill her stinging eyes, tearing
Fretting over spoils of war and no money

Where will she go?
What more could she do?
Pills, or a gun for her brains to blow
The time is right for her wretched life to be through

Oh, she thought, thanks for this sweet bliss
She saw her opportunity train comin' 'tween the building's cracks
This was an opportunity she would NOT miss
As she urgently, bravely bolted onto the railroad tracks

by Antonio Cassone

Copyright © Antonio Cassone - All Rights Reserved

From his book, Writing Lines: Collected Poetic Works and Essays from A to Z 1992-2017 available -CLICK HERE- in both Paperback and Kindle Edition formats at Amazon and other fine Online Retailers.

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