One In a Million
A train of numerous cabins
spreading its greasy doors for millions to come in
then journey begins from the first emitted smoke
controlled by a captain not needing any experience
moving in rails with too many diversions.
It contains people of similar generation
and heading towards the same destination;
its speed goes high, engine gets heated
giving out temperatures most loved
by this mobile and energetic travelers.
Chaos reigns, turbulence emerges,
seemingly a creation of competition,
causing a travel so uneasy.
All these inevitably happening,
despite all heading towards the same stop.
Station after station, the final is reached.
After three quarters of a year
and only but one unusual passenger exits.
Nevertheless, expectant waiters still rejoice
because nature has taken its cause.
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