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Date Posted: 11:58:38 05/02/01 Wed
Author: WindWalker
Subject: TRAIN OF PROGRESS

TRAIN OF PROGRESS

By spilled blood oiled;
by captive dreams driven;
by stacks of green pulp fed,
the mad train of progress,
carrying its privileged passengers
at warp speed to nowhere,
charges madly along its finite ochre track
laid down by worker-slaves moonlighting.

A rumbling shakes the earth;
black smoke belches in the evening sky;
a mournful whistle blows:
for all must see, all must hear
the passage of that awful train
of progress...

A patient earth
has endured many long years
since the tracks were first laid
and the train set in motion
to encircle the planet in a vise-like grip:
but lo! Where have they gone,
those hallowed times
of progress?
Only a skeleton crew remains
in desperation seeking
to keep the mad machine rolling.
Many passengers have had to dis-embark
as their stacks of green pulp became ashes;
the flow of innocent blood is fast drying up,
and many a captive has broken free
of the baleful hypnotic eye.

Denied its lies, its blood, its green pulp
the train is slowing down
as a refreshing wind blows gently
over the earth's healing wounds
sowing peace and harmony
in its wake
but sitting sadly on a rusting track
the morbid still bemoan the passing
of that killer train
of progress!

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