The Red Rattlers From Redfern

The red rattler shook as it stopped at Redfern .
The morning dew glistened on half opened windows in the early morning sun .

The shudder of empty carriages broke the silence
The sleepy eyes of Redfern opened and a new day had just begun .

The red rattler pulled away as the day picked up pace .
The rhythm of Sydney ran wild as passengers and business commutes .

Red rattlers shaking bodies up and down the track,
back and forward all day long .
The rush hour and all those tired frustrated looks .

The red rattler spoke through an unbroken track in a clickety clack kind of way .
"I am a southbound train" The red rattler said .  

It went around the bend that wound into the railway shed and there it squealed to a stop .
On the platform not one raised their head .
 

On that bend the journey of the red rattler came to an end .
Overcrowded and vandalized , now she will never come back  .

The red rattler has gone away into the sheds at Redfern,
and the world seems a sadder place without that clickety clack .

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