(When the body of a loco piolet is taken from his quarters, he makes a last whimsical look at his own life) .
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As my body passes the gate,
A long whistle is heard.
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Yes; that is the human life! It is foolish to fight and shout! Let us love and serve, helping ever hurting never!
Life is the train and Nirvana is the last junction....................Good Write..........
may be we will be unseen witness to what happens after we go..though sad...a lovely picture ot the train
lfe is journey and at cross time alway.. beautiful poem with clear message....10 read mine at cross road