dark tracks


i walk barefoot on dark tracks

the cold steel is warmed by the hot summer sun

my feet and toes learn the dance

the tracks carry history

of times when men poured sweat

to nail ties across miles of native land

the tracks travel into yesterday

each stop is a moment when men

and women thought the engine

would pull on forever

forever into yesterday’s house

© zaji, 2016

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