THUD!

[ preview: I went to a place. On my way back….]

The train, the ride, the thirst and heat, 

The halt, the shop, up from the seat.

The hurry, the money, so worthy a buy---

The whistle, the turn, the train moving by;

The panic, the rush, the want to climb board,

The grasp, the slip, the goliath lay floored!

The speed, the whoosh, the bang on train side,

The roll., the hurl, thrown out of the ride.

The hand, the knee, blood oozed out slow,

The scatter, the thwart, the ‘ahh’ed bellow:

The scramble, the grope, belongings spread ‘round,

The dust, the torn, but my laughter unbound!

The station, the wait, the concerned few men,

The cotton, the soak, to help was their yen.

The bench, the wait, sipping lemon tea:

The ponder, more laughs, how things can be!

The horn, the blow, arrived the next on line.

Same pace, towards home, incident entwined.

The share, the berate, friends stare in aghast,

Their question, my excuse, “the train was moving super fast”!