did he stand there before that day that hour that minute that moment

wondering what the impact would bring other than an end

was it an opportunity seized without forethought

the result of some altered state overlaid upon longstanding suffering

however he came to this act it was final 

the stop to all that had come before and one that had no backing out

death by train is not even a gamble

but a surety as certain as any high jump

its whistle blast a warning this is no playtime nor rehearsal

serving also for him afterwards a long lonely sound of mourning

the only cry of recognition the only cry of grief he received