Rush Hour

An early morning Metro clears
a concrete platform and
hundreds of commuters focus
against the incredible scream

of metal on metal. Now speeding
like a laser; through underworld
alleys these everyday people are
the machine. As we traffic

beneath ground in a genuine
dash to office, or home, or to
somewhere else: (like sheep
to pasture, or chattel to

slaughter) our separate yet
equal and yet unequal destinations
bring us up and down and back and
forth and in the earth.

The Dancers and Other Poems

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Charles Morgan was born in Washington, DC. He has published a collection of poems 'The Dancers and Other Poems' and a novel 'Good Friends' -- He has been working on a memoir and creating various approaches to visual art...

Last updated April 30, 2015