Rapid Transit

Eyes,

looking down;

nervous they might see,

something

in someone’s eyes.

Crowds,

flowing busily.

I hurry to go faster,

maybe,

I’ll miss something.

Smiles,

Flash mysteriously.

Messages in headphones,

speak

reassurance now.

Life,

in cocoons.

Safety exists within.

Alone,

yet still afraid!

Eyes,

meeting others.

Hoping to find a smile!

Joy,

comes in living!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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