The Train - Prince Mensah

It is an old train, said to exist
in times before time,
running on the same tracks, running
in circles, through stations
where some arrive or alight
or begin a ride to nowhere.

No driver, no ticket, the fare
is the strength to get on board.
The ride is flowing time well spent
in making mistakes
or learning from them to repent
from high stakes
on simple issues.

Winds of night ferociously persist
in derailing how sublime
it is hear those engines in their running,
as windows capture life in portions
or expose plight by light
as faith cowers to fear.

One cannot do but to finally relent
on lures of empty dreams,
opting to paths where success went,
following passengers who knew
their way on this train and meant
whatever gibberish they said,
though I strained to hear.

Parables of life are told by those
that survived massacres of living
day to day in the drudgery
of waiting and waiting.
They said I shall be weak
when final stop draws close.
Birds from home start singing
as breath becomes lottery,
sporadic and fading
as I speak.


Darko Antwi said...

Genius! This work tows the line of some brilliant poems I read when i got involved with poetry as a teenager. It's a kind of poem whose standard would let me reckon: 'no, I'm not a born-poet. let me forget it'. Interestingly, it's also the sort of poem that will energise me to revise my scripts. In brief terms, Prince is a master of composition. Thus, the idea, structure, and sound are beautifully & efficiently conveyed.

Anonymous said...

I am humbled by your comments, Darko. It thrills me that you enjoy my poetry and I pray that you reach the standards you have set for yourself as a poet.

Anonymous said...

Prince, this poem reminds me of a song Train to Glory. I heard a gospel version by Johnny Cash the other day. However I also remember there's a very powerful roots reggae version by Joseph Hill's Group Culture. Reggae music itself has a long association with American Gospel and Country. I'll comment on the lack of good criticism issue later.

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edithfaalong said...

Prince, you have mastered this art you know. No, you do not fall short of being effective. In fact, what would words be without your kind? Mere rubble in memory-but you give it all another quality: You give it life.

Darko Antwi said...

Prince I'm so thankful for your prayer. I must emphasise that i am indeed enthused by the aesthetic order of your syntax, and the intelligent sense of life portrayed in 'The Train'. May God add more to your wisdom in this art.

ImageNations said...

I like the work... It inspires

Anonymous said...

I love your words, Prince!