Worm Holes
My first assignment in Honors this semester involved taking the Orange Line, observing the other riders, and writing a poem. Here is my second poem.
For a moment
Multiple worlds cross
A rift in time
A parallel universe
No majority
No minorities
An underground passage
Even for anglos
Decades beyond prejudice
More diversity now
Than when above
But who’s above
We’re all beneath
For now
For a moment
We’re all equal
For a moment
Now back above
Above logic now
Back to different
Back to same
Back to others
Back to lame
This entry was posted on Friday, January 23rd, 2004 at 1:00 and is tagged random. 