An Epiphany For Me
It’s interesting to see
passengers in drove --
a multiplicity of cultures;
thronged towards the ferry.
New Yorkers or Staten Islanders
all in a hurry to get home;
seemingly tired and exhausted,
unwilling to talk and be in dialogue.
Well, that’s how I picture these people.
while also waiting for the ferry boat,
I could sense everyone’s inclination;
just sitting there and talk no more.
the wind gets through the inner room
cool and chilly though well bundled.
Others would create certain actions
to attract some of those with children;
giving them attention as what they need
could generate an answer to be entertained.
Oh, like a theatrical performance for them
those actors, musicans, and bible preachers
showing their craft in distinctive ways
makes everyone wonder and truly entertained.
Copyright © Mark Escobar | Year Posted 2012
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