New Tracks In Search

My ticket punched, the fares been paid,

a train sits waiting, rails now laid

 

My ticket punched, the past on hold,

a future scorned, the present bold

 

My ticket punched, the whistle blows,

its light shines distant, truth aglow

 

 My ticket punched, a burning thirst,

a heart to quench—new tracks in search

 

(Villanova Station: March, 2017)

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