Pushing-Daisy Train!

We all board the train eventually.

All aboard!
Step right up and take your seat.
We take riders of all types,
But we arrange you by seniority

We work all year with no days off
That's a promise!
We might get you on your birthday
Or the eve of Christmas

There are two destinations
And they quite different, you see
I'd taken the one more traveled by
Unless you can burn happily

It gets crowded on this train
But it's nothing we can't handle
We've been running since the first light
This doesn't even hold a candle!

We're the biggest business on earth
And, yes, the most feared
Have our number in mind;
You never know when the end is near!

Author's Note

I got a poetry prompt about death.