Underground

As I saw a bright light as I entered, I saw slaves so centered

As they were waiting to board, we heard the train soar.

When the train came to the station, a line started, which was not entertaining.

As I and my mom boarded, the train shook, and clothes fell out of suitcases unsorted.

Although the seats were old, the train still roared.

It shook and picked up speed, and then my mom sat down and started to sneeze.

Then it felt unstable, and my mom's cup fell off our table.

She did not seem to care, so did not pick it up which seemed fair.

As the train stopped, everyone started to walk.

I did not want to leave, because I thought it was unfair, that we have freedom so rare.