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Relentless comes to mind
It flashes past, flies by at times.
I check the timetable and to my dismay
It is, as I feared.
Hard times, the Misery Express runs on the hour
Happiness is always leaving as you arrive
Gluttony runs every five minutes
Indifference runs to a random schedule.
Success may run but track work delays it
Punctuality suffers from signal failure.
Love it seems gets derailed
Hurt can hit you at any time
Danger lurks at each level crossing.
Everyday is an adventure
You can never be sure of what might be running
But you can be certain of the sunrise
You’ll hear the early morning express
As it rattles its way through the early hours
Its whistle signalling the hour
With bleary eyed travellers off for another day
Of boredom in the workplace
The stress and hustle and bustle
Of the jolting and grind of metal on metal
As another day passes
And you wonder why
We complain when a train is late
For then the inevitable is postponed
Delayed a little while
A rare moment when time we believe is frozen
For we can be neither here nor there.
So it rolls on its inexorable way
Schedules dictate arrivals and departure.
You don’t want to miss your ride
You probably wont
For time has a way of making sure
When your train arrives
There’s a seat reserved for you.