Train Wreck

That pile of carcasses splayed on the track,
Was filled with hopes and dreams.
Lost love and lost potential,
Much more precious than they once had seemed.

Bad timing or bad karma,
The cruelest twist of fate.
A simple turn of someone's head
Or an act spurred on by hate.

The innocent and dishonest
Blend together in this mess.
A tangled web of memories
and miseries never confessed.

The pour of tears on faces,
In the light and in the dark.
The pain of those who knew them not,
and of those who once had felt that spark.

A glow pulled gently from their eyes,
The cold ones and the warm,
Into the hands of someone else
and at first it does no harm.

The effect is not a ripple,
but an earthquake in disguise.
Leaving shattered trails of things that were
On streets cobble stoned with lies.

So we close with not a single loss,
but that of many men.
We're left with shells of humans passed
Just abandoned bodies in the end.