The Underground Train Poem by Margaret Beil
The Underground Train
Every morning you avoid my eyes
You'd rather read my posters
You'd rather read my posters
Study shoes
Study shoes
Check your nails
check your nails
Adjust your tie
Adjust your tie
Are you late?
Are you late?
Scan the paper
Someone's getting off now
'Hello' would be nice
Or 'good morning''
Maybe we could discuss the weather
You always have your umbrella with you
What's rain like?
Do you have any siblings
Are you close? Here we go
City worker
City worker
Are you happy?
Do you think?
Are you happy?
Do you think?
Or maybe you THINK your like everybody else.
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5/6/2024 6:00:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow this excellent! Definitely one of my favourite poems. I love the meaning behind the repetition. The critique herein is very witty. You give a wonderful depiction of the everyday people if you'll let me characterise society in such a manner. You have no idea how frustrating and exciting it is when I read a perspective of this magnitude from a fellow citizen to another. it makes me go beside myself wanting to star some kind of international revolution or enlightening or wakening campaign. Whatever happened to radical people that the fought against monarchs, governments and religious structures in attempts to preserve humanity? ? ? I can't help but believe that now is our time to be those individuals to carry on the 'flame'. Your work is very inspiring