Last Ghost TrainA Poem by Ghost Last Ghost Train Smoke rises in puffs from the fiery smoke stack, The engine looms big, dark, ominous like a train from Hell, Listen closely for the haunting bell - signaling for all to
board, Smell the red-hot coals burning in the belly of this big
Iron Horse. The devil has returned to collect dead souls for another
ride, He is the engineer, the conductor, the owner of this
supernatural stallion, Tonight, the hobo will be lonely no more as he is joined by
other lost souls, Eerily there is a lonely wail as the machine lunges into
motion. Slowly the phantom locomotive pulls out of the station,
picking up speed, The lantern on the front of the train comes to life with a
dimly glowing light, Soon you can hear the clickity-clack of the steel wheels
rolling down the rails, As the whistle blows one last time, through the smoke and
thunderous roar from the legions of death, Tonight, would be the last journey for Engine 1003 - the
last ghost train taking Satan home.... 3/6/2018 © 2018 GhostFeatured Review
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Added on March 7, 2018Last Updated on March 7, 2018 AuthorGhostColumbus, OHAboutI have been writing since high school (that seems like it was along time ago). I used to post on a site called thestarlitecafe but lost touch of it and when I returned it had changed so much. But I st.. more..Writing
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