Train Poem by bob barci

Train



Underground tunnels
of sheer delight
speed me on my way
from one place to another.
I, sometimes, close my eyes
to dream away the ride.
More often than not, though,
I survey the human content.
Such a range of humanity!
It amazes me.
They say my land is a melting pot
and this city, this train,
is no better example.

Friday, October 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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