next stopA Poem by CRZwritten on a NYC train
The trains are very interesting. Everybody who enters the moving metal box brings their own stories and you can read a few pages by looking into their eyes. Each ride to work, meeting up with their friend or to home is a different type of pace. If you sleep on the train, your physical frame experiences how your mind dreams when the snoring commences; all over the place.
As a kid, the colorful lights hugging the trains illuminating the trains through them dark tunnels used to have me in awe. I didn't need an amusement park to be entertained. Ever took the train at 3 in the morning? You can impregnate your girl and witness the child's 3rd birthday before you can get to the 4th stop towards home. If we would realize how deep we're inside mother earth How about the less fortunate who enter the depths of mother nature asking for what man has made out of mother nature.That's like hugging your mother asking her where is mommy. The train consists of strangers who optically unite to condemn someone that society would announce as weird or dumb. Let's not forget the angle our eyes take when the train commences to transport which is straight down to the phones. And a type of phone you have gives you a false sense of merit. It's considered a threat if eyes are laid on you instead on their phones or the phloor. Your intention when talking to new people is not to advance yourself but the things you can learn by talking to others in the train is quite surprising. If everybody's stories mesh on the daily it will culminate to an advanced culture. There will be more understanding amongst others and the discovery of the lies people firmly believe and fight for. It teaches kids instead of looking at people, keeping quiet and eventually start to judge and compare from within they will ask questions and embrace the many differences we share. I guess I'm on a enlightenment tangent but this is my train of thought. The thing about love and learning is that there is no last stop.
© 2014 CRZAuthor's Note
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Added on July 11, 2014Last Updated on July 11, 2014 AuthorCRZNew York, NYAboutPoet & Artist Thou shall not rest until I make my whole fam rich more..Writing
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