clicketyclick clicketyclack
iron wheels on an iron track
rolling through the darkest night
rolling her away from fright
far away from the abuse
the violence the words he'd use
from broken vases broken bones
from threats that sound in undertones
she carries only what she wears
and a few dollars but she cares
no longer for such petty stake
she only hears the wheels that take
her far
nowhere
away
on iron wheels
on an iron track
clicketyclick
clicketyclack