That Train Was Ready For Departure Poem by nimal dunuhinga

Young and old passengers
with their heavy bags
jumped into the compartments.
And he's alone
A small haversack
on his back.
Somebody checks his season ticket
And an argument with the conductor?
He explains it's an old used ticket;
But the poor fellow grumbles
That he's never been to anywhere
in his lifetime?

[Always consider yourself a first-class citizen of the world.No one deserves better treatment than you.]-Dad

nimal dunuhinga