Red Raider

They speed atop the track laid out in gold.
Pleasure guaranteed.
Destination: Life.
All who are ready to ride today: The captain and the Mrs.
All who ride today will live on forever,
Because on this train the coals never lose spark or flame
And it always gets to where it’s going safely.
All he had to do was hop on.
He could lead this ship out of the bay, in through the pacific, and onto the other side to then vanish in the distance.
But lord was he scared to fly.
He jumped in.
He rode for a while.
His eye always looking back.
“This cannot be it,” he thought.
He could not be satisfied.
And this train began to move.
The coals burned with angst!
Flames ten feet tall!
This train was definitely headed in the right direction.
The ship glided along the waves.
The eyes widened.
But holes were exposed.
The ship quickly filled with water
And surely began to sink.
He proceeded to jump from the plane onto the tallest mountain in the world.
His head buried in the clouds he managed to scream.
He exclaimed with his voice the life he felt.
Then he watched the plane dive into a large body of water.
Casualty and all.
Pilot he was.
Captain of the seas.
Conductor of heart.
But never worthy of the titles.
How could one let it all slip away?
He walked away more harmed than ever,
Yet unharmed to your naked eye.
The bandit inside always robs the train.