Subway Poem

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Subway Poem
                           for Pedro

I saw you in Grand Central today
O this scorching hot summer day
In the tunnel far from the sun
50 feet below street level
In the underground hazy humidity of
New York City’s MTA
You were on your way
Pressed tightly against the glass window of the
The silver S train heading towards Times Square
With many cares on your mind
 
I spotted you right away
From the train opposite you
Pulling in from where you were heading
The doors paused a moment too long
Still I ran toward the man
Dressed in black
El Reverendo whose poetry
Inspired me in my sad days
Showed me a better way
Through creating
 
I ran in the heat but our eyes were not destined to meet
Yet our hearts, along with the heartbeats de nuestra gente
Will always be one in the tropical sun of our imaginations
Where all nations are free to choose their destiny and where
People are not shuttled underground but given permission
To fly free in limitless skies.
 
I wanted so much to catch up to that train
Pound hard on the thick glass
Snap you out of the hazy humid daze of
Manhattan’s Metro summer heat and make your day
So on my way home
I wrote this poem
To say, Hey man,
Thank you for saving my life with your poetry.

© Maria Teresa Fernandez a.k.a. Mariposa. Published by permission in Centro Voices on 10 April 2015.

Centro Voices (ISSN: 2379-3864).
The views expressed here are those of the author and not necessarily those of Centro Voices, the Center for Puerto Rican Studies or Hunter College, CUNY.