Sunday 4 March 2012

The Polish Train Crash

The horror. Awaiting all of us at any moment. Some time. There. Around the corner. The human error at times. The fallibility of us all. The mistakes await us, sucking us toward them. The Krakow-Warsaw train track. The railway line. The voices. The muffled voices. In an instant silenced. Like entering a tunnel. Never to emerge. Squeezing the life from the tube. Now the tube lies empty. Unnatural disasters. Avoidable and yet wholly valuable events. Sent to give meaning. Designed to highlight human weakness. Mankind's strength. To show where we need to improve. What a cost. Tragedy becomes us.

The train wreck. The mangled bodies within. The emergency services crawling all over the wreckage. (Ants on an ant hill.) Seeking trapped life. The art of the disaster. The broken families. The loss. Like the greatest love. The loves of the century. Two people. Destined to collide. To change the shape of each other's world forever. To make a dent on the face of history. Like two trains in the night. Two vessels. Forever remembered. Locked into infinity.

God bless all those affected. God bless you all.



This blog acknowledges the true events of the evening of 03/03/12 in Poland.


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