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THE TRAIN RUNS OVERHEAD
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TERRIFIC TRAIN POEMS
I, every night, hear it, in my bed.
All these thoughts in my head.
I know what it means.
Every day, the same thing can be seen.
I walk the streets. I feel the heat.
The poverty. The crime.
Always feeling like I don't have a dime.
The train runs overhead.
I have so much time.
I have nothing to do. It's true. I am blue.
The train is the only way out.
I know what its about.
The train runs overhead.
It is going to be a hard road.
I'll need to carry a heavy load.
I know though, it's what I can do.
It's true. I don't anymore want to be blue.
The train runs overhead.
I have a choice. I have a voice.
I can say yes or I can say no.
I can stay or I can go.
The train runs overhead.
