Rain Train

 

It's the wee hours of the morning

The rain train came tramping

My ears hitched the ride 

with joyful jumping

But then, the eyes and mind

had their reservations holding:

the mind satiated reading, while

the eyes were already drooping

'Why do you guys want to retire'

checked my cheerful ears

'I am drenched and full of fire

to quench my thumping desire'

The ears were frowned upon

Thus spake the eyes droning:

'The night is drowning, so

enough of your satire.

Don't you remember,

We are now locked down

inside our mundane spires

and are fish in troubled waters

We are the repressed 

and the spiritless,

And there's none to redeem us

Observe how the muted senses

impotently scream and keep

desolate reminders 

that we are all chained, and 

caged in waters neck deep.

So, let's just go sleep.'

~ Sep 04, 2021