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The Metro

At the metro 
Railroad cars run on steel, metal tracks above and below ground
A narrow pathway in the dark 
A screeching halt
A loud whistle
A train is approaching  now 

Subway lines follow their route 
Straphangers await their stop 

Pressed suits and shiny shoes 
Read the New York Times and the Wall Street Journal 
Parade the train at 34th 
And exit at 42nd 
Train...half empty 

Passengers squeeze into tiny spaces on car seats 
People hover over one another and pack the cars past capacity 
Some won’t move to make room
Pregnant women stand and wait 
The elderly, no mercy

School children with backpacks heavy with books , press down their shoulders glide down their backs 
They stand on the edge of the platform 
With smartphone as a distraction 

Tourists looking ‘round 
Study maps 
And ask for  directions in their foreign tongue 

False admirers 
Look on 
Strange lips and eyes
Smile and lock eyes 
“It” in disguise 
A heightened discomfort 
A daily occurrence 
On public transportation 
Put on your big girl pants 
And be brave, man

Beggars board every few seconds 
Young men and women dance and sing 
And ask for a donation 

The loud speaker constantly remind train riders to keep their money in their pockets :

“Ladies and gentlemen soliciting money in the subway is illegal. We ask you not to give. Please help us to maintain an orderly subway.”

Mariachi  bands sing harmoniously 
Felix Navidad -
“I want to wish you a Merry Christmas from the bottom of my heart”
What are the other songs about?
If not love ,
Than what?
social issues and politics?

I’m lost in the city 
But my spirit is not gone 
I’ll find my way 
I’ll carry on

Some sell candy for a dollar 
To support their basketball team
And to keep them off the streets 

The homeless of the city occupy  train seats
Their strong odor cause many to leave
There they sleep to combat winter’s chill and freeze 
Here they find shade on summer days
Here they find cover in the rain come autumn and spring

The blind may come with a stick or a  canine at their service,
And the dog almost always leaves b fore the door closes
The dog leads the way 
And almost always  exit the train before the double doors closed in
Fare hikes leave customers with strong feelings
Simply put, rising fares leave customers hating the MTA









Marckincia Jean
Free verse
07/22/19
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