WALKING ON TRAIN TRACKS

Innocence in danger

But what is danger

To the mind of a child

Playing with fire 

So sparks can fly upwards 

A slithering snake catches the eyes

Changing colors as the sun reflects 

On this beautiful venomous friend

Who's beauty conceals it's true intentions 

And wisdom is beyond reach 

Adulthood has arrived 

But the games continues 

Chances are taken endangering a friend 

Playing with death unaware of the end

Maturity and adulthood 

Sometimes are foes

Senselessly walking on train tracks 

Rejecting the deafening sound 

And thunderous roar.

By

Wilford Barker.