Turning smoothly following the track <br />Bygone are the sounds of the clickety clack <br />Moving stock and people for so long <br />Comfort and style, you won’t go wrong <br />On this night in Italy, streaking through the city <br />Drawn by high spec like a steed <br />Coming to the bend with excess speed <br />Leaving the track with a hell a crash <br />Loss of life can only be expected <br />Pain and suffering is exacted <br />Spare a thought and bow your head <br />for the injured the shocked and the dead<br /><br />brian roy skyers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-track/
