Penn Station Monday

　

Faces full of purpose

Exit from the train

Up the steps they run

A massive human wave

Enters its daytime world

Faces masked from fear

The secrets that they hide

Pretending not to matter

Left behind in Nowhere

Vanquished from the mind

Faces etched with pain

Playing little games

Walking thru the paces

Looking for that miracle

While knowing that it's lost



(Paula Hill)
C 2012