Who built this railroad?
How did they come to lay down track ‘tween house and river
in such fashion as would drive wedge
separating me and my family from nature’s flux of fertile luxury
from its eager and ever-so-forgiving embrace?
What hand made thee?
And what hand do we owe thanks for tearing it asunder
casting it back to the grey, amorphous ether
from whence it was conceived
by mechanical mind, maliciously cold?