Metro Poem by emi C.X

On the metro, sad masses sitting down
on the street, in this restless town
does nobody have a dream that came true?

I meet glares and avoid stares,
everyone's eyes look dull and dead
why bother
why care
It's another day in this city of the unaware

Another day, another gloomy long day
businessmen enjoying their foul play

Unhappy dirty bums,
asking money for their drums and hums
Some ooze of booze
some have loyal pets
some have children that aren't theirs

Then you have the strange ladies in their heels
clack clack everywhere they go
clack clack, how do they deal with the snow?

All assume they are different
gallant, flagrant, arrogant
rushy, pushy, filthy
At home, on the streets,
you all do the same things.