and all these locomotives are in heaven now

Once upon a rainy Sunday,

off we went to find the place
where all of those diesel monsters
left their rusty metal flesh.

Off we went to cursed land
with toxic waste on every corner
thru the jungle and some dirt
we have found unpleasant tomb.

There they stood in quiet stance
forgotten and banished

with some moss and rusty wheels
roughly smashed and damaged.

Heavy sadness almost madness
entered in my humble soul.

Curse you filthy humans
you never thank and exploit all.