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In the loco…
the machine-god,
cap and boilersuit,
holds the pistons’ mystery in his hand.
In the Pullman…
the First-Class god
mellows projects in conditioned air.
And down the side-line…
– feet braced on carriage-steel –
lung-busting,
the trolley-god.
About this poem
This poem, representing Mozambique, is part of The Written World – our collaboration with BBC radio to broadcast a poem from every single nation competing in London 2012.
