Strike

[Wjames]

I was reading Bound for Glory by Woody Guthrie when I wrote this. The first line of this poem "Roar and rumble, twist and turn" was taken directly from the book. I've been doing that a lot recently, reading books while I write, and building poems around individual phrases that I like while reading.

In the book, it was:


Where was I?
Where in the hell was I?
Where was I when I was a kid? Just as far, far, far back, on back, as I can remember?
Strike, ligntning, strike!
Strike, Goddam you, strike!
There's lots of folks that you cain't hurt!
Strike, lightning!
See if I care!
Roar and rumble, twist and turn, the sky ain't never as crazy as the world.
Bound for glory? This train? Ha!
I wonder just where in the hell we're bound.
Rain on, little rain, rain on!
Blow on, little wind, keep blowin'!
'Cause them guys is a singin' that this train is bound for glory, an' I'm gonna hug her breast till I find out where she's bound.