Some people are like trains, they
are loud and slow, Patient and
strong enough to carry many.
Some people are like trains they
never tire, they care for the
poor of the poorest and ask for
less in return. Some people are
like trains they come and go, they
would delay you, make you late or
never pitch at all. Indeed some
people are like trains they walk the
same path, back and forth.
Some people are like trains, they
know where to go, they stop where
they are destine to and take with
them as many as people as they
could, some people value time, like
trains they wait for no one but
you need to wait for them.
Truly some people are like trains
you always glad to see them.
|Suss KaMzibeni|
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