A group of friends

Camped on a railway line

Near my rural home

This is not a city park
You will not be safe
As you are in a dangerous place

But they cared more for the butterflies

The inevitable happened

As an express train hit the tent

And their hearts were shredded

Into the failing winds

The whole thing was very tragic

I felt so sad for them but I blamed nobody

If you had been in a city park
This would not have happened

But the noise started immediately

The jackals emerged from the desert

The railways were blamed

The government was blamed

Everybody who could be blamed was blamed

The only people who were not blamed

Were these butterfly loving friends

Who had placed themselves in danger

I tend to avoid camping on railway tracks

As it is pure common sense nothing more

Even though I am greatly attracted to butterflies