A Boy’s Train

A train is passing by, a day
Eyes protected by the sky

With ears listening to the mind
Of a train, a very train.

In and out, the people go
Listening with the ears alone
The eyes are blended by a sky
To a frustration of a very train.

Toward a goal, a very goal
The reason being unknown
The eyes and ears thought knows
A train of truth and hope.

With green and grey sheets
And a pattern that disagree
A young boy sliding down
As the train start on its own

Listen with the ears
The eyes are hiding fears
Outside a very window
Of a train, a very train.