Riding the Crazy Wagon

Aboard the crazy wagon, we go,
It squeaks and it creaks, it's quite the show.
Over bumps and lumps, the journey's fast...
Or else it's slow -- toward a future vast.

The conductor's shadow, tall and stark,
Looms near the end, where we disembark.
Yet tribulations can't make us abate
The clickety-clack rhythm of fate.

Celebrations and joy ride along,
In life's symphony, the strongest song.
A one-way ticket in my hand so tight,
From the chairman Himself -- my guiding light.

Riding the rails, through long days and nights,
My ticket offers tears and delights.
I'll cherish the ride, all that transpires,
Until the end, when my time expires.

Mick McKellar
May 2024