Journey by train

Written by: Asiphe Tomeli

Body lashed on the train bench like a cold 
steel pole in winter
Dead tired, covered with dirt
I only wake up when i hear that the wheels 
and rails have stopped hugging
My wrinkles are covert by these clothes 
filled with cement.
Hair falling like the leaves in autumn
A man has got to do everything for his family
One couple on the side cold and cuddling, i 
bet they are still reminiscing about yesterday 
when they were just teens.
I on the other hand sit covered with dust, tired 
with my gray hair falling like tomorrows rain.