Train incident at Llan
(In Memory of a suicide)
Out to the tavern, that was all.
As fearless as the mountains of Yr Hen Blwyf
are stark; his life was
Save a journey that was lost that morning,
hit into a void of blackness and bewilderment
as his travel
A few seconds.....that was all it would
take for him to go, but
Why him, why them who tended
Eighty years wiped to a pulp in
Pick up his pieces of living for the man
Llangynwyd that crisp morn, cries
its litanies of grief and tragedy
for him now.