City Transit Poem by Claude H Oliver II

Moving through the city
On roads, over streets, under avenues
Millions going here and there
Rolling, throbbing, thundering
Taking on bodies at every stop
Spilling bodies at their destinations
Carrying the blood of the city
Through the veins of the appointed routes
Pulsing both day and night
Quickening during the rush to and from work
Standing and seated
Rich and poor
Powerful and weak
Not cognizant of status
This river - lifeblood of the city.

December 28,2012