Destination Destiny Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I jumped onto the side step of the train,
The train going off schedule,
This train I knew not where,
It was travelling to.


But I loved the ride.


I ran fast after a bus,
Throwing out my hand to flag it down.
It picked me up and took,
Me around,
All of downtown.


And I loved the ride.



I ran with my bike on it's side,
Trying to climb it's seat so high.
My right leg swung around it.
'I made it, ' I yelled with a sigh.


And I loved this bike ride.



So I knew my destination,
Didn't lie.
It's only road was it's destiny.


Train, bus and bike' destinations,
Were where they were destined to go.
Where they were destined to be.