by Dana Ludeking "DNatureofDTrain
It was late just got off a long hard run,
Volunteered back to work to get the job done.
Had a good repuation and high seniority,
I could not disapoint the railroad's majority.
Lewis had taken ill with cramps,
The track was flooded the air was still damp.
I was tired and needed to get the job done,
On time to Canton I thought this train would run.
We had left a half hour behind time,
The destiny was set for me to see the divine.
I knew my life was gonna be cut short,
so a race onto Canton so I could restort.
I want to see my wife and children again.
I knew that my life was soon gonna end.
But I had no idea it was to be that night,
I pulled open the throttle to get the job done right.
The track ahead was to be open and clear,
Highballing down the High Iron felt so good and so dear.
Until we rounded that curve outside of Vaughan,
The torpedo went off and we had so longed.
Sim said, "Casey you better slow down"
I said it is for the north switch we are southbound.
We looked for the flagman and I couldn't see.
Until the caboose was in front of me.
Newberry stood there at his post,
he was to close to the caboose I had noticed.
I had through the Johnsonbar into reverse,
threw open the sanders, and hoped not the worst.
I had yelled at Sim to jump,
and stayed at my post knowing my life was done.
As I rode into splinters and the debree,
I thanked God for the good life he had given me.
My last thoughts were of my children and wife,
because I didn't slow down I have caused other's strife.
I had gone into the "promised land",
four days and four nights, It was a hard hand.
I could hear all my loved ones cry out my name,
and also hear some claiming me to blame.
Now I feel guilty for taking my own life,
I didn't slow down and caused my family strife.
They do not think that I truthfully know,
That I saved other passengers, and people to go.
I do know if I purged on the spot,
It wouldn't have been me that was dead, but others and alot.
I have given my life for stopping a train,
and saved many others and out myself to shame.
I still wonder why I am a legend,
when it was my fault that the wreck had happened.
A hundred years later I am living right now,
I dare not question the why? and the how?.
I remember the wreck and things I should have done,
but I didn't, and it is to late that life is gone.
I had given my life once before,
and would do it a hundred times more.
But this time it will not be my mistaken hand,
it will be of old age of God's call and command.
I am to learn from it and address,
and try to put the old ghosts to rest.
I am here to save the railroad's face,
and help bring God back to it in the right place.
I will save the trains, that once taken my life,
I am still suffering from it each and everynight.
I, Cayce Jones, and alive and well.
I am still trying to save the railroads from Hell.
I will also help many others and will do my best,
this is my last life, I will past the test.
This piece was originally written in the of year 2001
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