Train of Thought

I Got In My Car And Headed To Work.

The Sky Opened Up With A Downpour Of Rain.

I Turned On The Wipers, But It Made Matters Worse.

I Rolled To A Stop At That Darn Stubborn Train.

I Checked The Side Streets For A Way Around.

But Each One I Checked, They All Seemed The Same.

Rain Came Down Like Under Niagara.

As Gates Dropped Again For That Lingering Train.

Minutes Ticked By And Streets Turned To Rivers.

A Long Line Of Cars Stretched Like Links In A Chain.

My Head Was Pounding Like Beat Of Drums,

At The Clanking Sounds Of That Lingering Train.

I Thought I Could Simply Just Turn Around.

I’d Call Off Of Work With Nothing To Gain.

I’d Kick Off My Shoes And Go Back To Bed.

But My Way Was Blocked. I Still Face The Train.

The Monster Before Slowed To A Crawl.

I Tell You This Day Was Hurting My Brain.

The Clouds Continued To Pour Down It’s Load.

And There It Still Waited, That Slow Crawling Train.

I Saw The Caboose, A Joy To Take In.

The Sun Came Out, The End Of The Rain.

But The Gates Stayed Down, I Did Not Know Why.

The Was Another Track, Another Train.

I Swear I Won’t Go Through All This Again.

I’d Rather Have Venom Flow Through My Veins.

Tomorrow I’m Leaving The Car At Home.

I Won’t Be Stressed Out. I’m Taking The Train.