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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392263" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Freedom Train (Part One)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The modest homes of the Borough of Queens<br>Are sturdy in their contrast to high Manhattan<br>Across which I saw drifting<br>The ashen smoke of the fallen towers<br>From this outpost of the city, a week after 'nine-eleven'<br> <br>The tallest flagpole you could have imagined<br>Stands military-straight above a score of tollbooths<br>And the twelve lane thoroughfare of cars<br>Makes me feel like a visitor from a previous time -<br>But it's still that old union flag, however high it stands<br> <br>Not a seat is empty on this sleek metal tube<br>That runs on its barely-subsidised tracks<br>Through a tiny stretch of the vast coastline<br>Stealing a peek at the brave Atlantic<br> <br>A child concentrated on video games<br>Lends no mind to what her father sees. Around them, <br>Many tongues, ancestries, the faiths -<br>Fanaticisms held in check<br>By laws crafted for the needs<br>Of those who harness this diffusion<br> <br>The airport which swallows the planes swooping low<br>Across the municipal towers of Newark<br>Is named for some primary notion of freedom -<br>But see, here is a passing Freedom Train<br>Gliding by the piles of industrial rage, <br>Seeking better ways and better days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392263" data-title="Freedom Train (Part One) de Frank Bana" data-description="The modest homes of the Borough of Queens Are sturdy in their contrast to high Manhattan Across which I saw drifting The ashen smoke of the fallen towers From this outpost of the city, a week after 'nine-eleven' The tallest flagpole you could h..."></div> </div> </div>
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