Ticket To Ride Poem by Ulysses Cabinatan

Starving souls in the street
while posh restaurants throw excesses
trains of wealth come and go
many just cannot ride
for they don’t have the ticket to ride

Millions of fishes from the ponds and oceans
just rotten out and thrown around
Fruits from trees just fall to the ground
trains of vegetables passes by,
many weren’t able to ride
because they don’t have tickets to ride.

Clothes and dresses in booths and stores
some designed with precious stones
trains of clothing and draperies
Many weren’t able to get it
for many don’t have the ticket to buy it.

Plenty of books place on the shelves in the bookstore
but many still hunger for knowledge and information
what a paradox this life can be
a hunger in the midst of plenty
just because not everyone has the ticket to obtain it.

Many work for many hours
Many toil the soil and ground
Many labor day and night
just to obtain the ticket for life

tickets come and tickets go.
tickets of plastics, papers or copper coins
tickets wanted to be controlled by gluttons and sloths
it’s value just from people’s faith
in the ticket, many trust or place their fate.