Travelers

The train takes them, these sleepless travelers, 
from a  land known to them, to a land  unknown.  
from a familiar sunrise to a foreign dawn. 

They are moving to a new country where 
the roads are not filled with shadows, 
the skies are not thatched with rain and 
shattered metal doesn’t block the sky.

They notice the high walls start to recede
in the train’s movement through the air,
the weave and rock of the engines  command.


Pass the border, at the final stop,
they disembark, making sure they have 
collected their suitcases of edged dreams.