If I were a train would my life be very different? Not at all – I’d still be trying to get off these tracks, trying to break loose from the same journey the older engines took before me; trying to stoke up enough energy for the endless route ahead.
The route would still be fraught with risks and hazards, and I would be expected to be tough and strong enough to withstand them all.
People would look and see the thick coats of paint, hear the strength of the engine and think “oh there’s a train that will keep going for ever – that one’s not going to crack up under the strain of meeting timetables and schedules, of carrying everyone no matter how heavy their load”.
I don’t think so – they’re just not looking closely enough and haven’t seen the deep insive cracks that threaten this train’s ability to reach the end of the line safely.
If I were a train....
Written nearly eight years ago when I started to understand the cost of maintaining a mask and a suit of armour. I’m much lighter now!
brirose55, 6 months ago
great words tina
seraph, 6 months ago
excellent vehicale and analogy to use
Tina Hogg in reply to brirose55’s comment, 6 months ago
Thank you Brian, it was a bit nerve-wracking to add some writing!
Tina Hogg in reply to seraph’s comment, 6 months ago
Thank you so much for your comments
seraph, 6 months ago
appreciate any good poet i can find
Daveart, 6 months ago
Brilliantly written, excellent poetry
photos40, 6 months ago
Wonderfully written piece. Thomas the Tank Engine…. eat your heart out. Ha Ha.
iravande, 6 months ago
this comparison to the train is imaginative, well written of the expectations we have to manage or do we…fine work
Tina Hogg in reply to iravande’s comment, 6 months ago
Thank you so much for taking time to read this, Ira. I appreciate your comments.