The freight train moved 
Slowly down the track 
He jumped from the boxcar 
All his gear in a battered sack. 



He looked towards the East 
Then he looked towards the West 
Not knowing which direction 
To go will suit him the best. 



Teary eyed he's remembering 
What happened to his dear wife 
That terrible night thieves came 
And took her life with a knife. 



When they took her from him 
They took everything he had 
All his dreams shattered, now 
All his days and nights are sad. 



He looked towards the East 
Then he looked towards the West 
Not knowing which direction 
To go will suit him the best. 

A train whistle blows. 



©Ralph L. Clark
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