Buried beneath the bustling streets
With your single focused mind Your people need no longer worry About delays, weather, taxi interference Where were you when I rode daily This vast city's bus system That sometimes feels so tacked on Almost as an afterthought You bring modernity to us To this already modern city And you promise us more modernity still When light rail graces your sterile halls |
Wednesday May 21 2008 | File under: transportation, poetry |
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