A Journey
It is the same sight, same message

Another trip back home after work
A ride from Midtown Manhattan
A quiet person across from me
Again my eyes glanced at the person
Curious to talk to that person
Courage deficit to pursue my feelings
Completed college, but fortunately, working
Could I have helped in any way
Nobody seemed to care for that person
Not kept well and mistaken as varmint
Nobody willing to lose a moment from their phones
Numerous…