POEM14
One by one and two by two, the day of duty calls
some in the morning some at night fall.
They climb there way to the stairs that will take them all.
Someplace that has a lot of office stalls,
Some are students, and every type of person no matter their flaws.
They will wait on a platform surrounded by colorfully written walls.
listening to a hagglers selling tickets to baseball.
A pan handler playing on his guitar a folk song by Mary and Paul.
That makes everyone feel that time has stood still.
until at last, under their feet, the train’s engine they feel
As it stops, they step over an improper homeless person’s spill
Gathering in, they are pushed in as a group, before the wheels squeal
To begin the journey to work in order to pay bills
and to acquire things that may thrill.
Not just for them but for their family’s as well.
Blessings it’s another prompt from dVerse: Poetics: Subways
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