The Conductor

This is a poem I wrote that is based off a story that is told at church. Please no stealing, because that would be extremely lame. So don't be lame, and here it is. Drum roll please....

The Conductor
There is the conductor
Blue hat and radiant smile
There is his son
Who means everything to him
He is very young
The conductor brings him along
To work they go at the railroad
Switching train tracks day after day
The little boy loves this
Right and left, left and right they go
But one day was unlike the rest
For the boy decided to go on the tracks
He needed to
He wanted to
There is a train
It is coming so fast
It cannot be stopped
It cannot be stopped
The conductor knows he won’t reach his son in time
To pull him off and save his life
He can change the course of the tracks
So the train would crash but his son would live
But he knows the effect would be crippling
So the train comes
The people on board are saved
There is news special on it
But few watch
Few care to listen
They don’t know
That someone died that they could live
They don’t know that someone sacrificed
So they could live
They don’t know that the train
Was the weight and sins of the world
They don’t know that we were all on it
And that we once knew he who died
They don’t know that he went on the tracks
So that we wouldn’t feel this pain
But I know
I saw the news special
And I cried
I didn’t know such love real
But I saw it
In the boy and the conductor
And it was for me
And you
Always remember that day
When the conductor made a choice
And his son made a choice
To save the train
To save us
And when you pull into the station
Make sure to find the conductor
And tell him Thank you
Because there is the conductor
Blue hat and radiant smile
There is his son
His son and our savoir

Written By Mary (me)