IN A SPLIT SECOND II
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A train door closes packed with passengers.
Destinations being most different than others.
Typical light touches, embarrassing rubbing,
Lastly, the ever so bothersome nudging.
Unfinished conversations, from platform
Carries on within the overcrowded train.
Yapping and gabbing, defined as gossiping,
Amidst disgruntled passengers within-earshot.
Young teen of a nimble mind, lights a cigarette,
To a host of an onslaught accord that repeats,
All trains are non-smoking so put it out you creep!
An infant goes from a whispering innocent alto coo,
To an uncontrollable, unstoppable, sopranos' scream,
Unheedful to weariful pleads of failing-to-comfort bass.
A newspaper that was fully read, is now being
Reread from its beginning, cites boredom
From too long of a wait, passing time fruitlessly.
An out-of-town couple, ask an old guy to take
Their picture, but to everybody's surprise, he
Took the camera and slammed it to the train
Floor, whereto, it broke into unrepairable pieces,
"Hi-ya!" was heard, a karate chop is all was needed,
So down for the count, the old pus was out,
Camera pieces and out-of-town couple all gone,
And gossips continue on, that now includes
The old pus and out-of-town couple.
The engine is heard and a forward thrust is felt,
At last, they are about to go on...until suddenly...
They jerk to a stop...then a voice is intensely heard,
..."We at Metro apologize for this undue delay,
For this train is now inoperable, so please disembark
And take all you have with you, as this train will
Now head to the shop from this station.
Bear in mind that another train has been dispatched,
Whereto, it will take you to your final destinations."
"We at Metro, would like you all to have a pleasant day!"
This all took for a moment of time, to record in the annals
Of the written memory that is historically held in the
Everlasting void belonging to the sanctity of a mere...
Copyright © William Kekaula | Year Posted 2019