Did We Miss Each Other?

I saw a train pull into the platform

An endlessly long, silver-shining train

with thousands of seats filled with faces

of unknown, indifferent strangers

How am I supposed to find you?

.

I saw a highway with tall noise barriers

An endlessly long line of moving cars

each with four seats occupied by bodies

of indifferent, averted people

How am I supposed to find you?

.

You’re there in the midst of the crowd

Blurred in a haze of disparity

But I know your face

I know your body

That’s how I can find you!

.

Will the train have room for me?

Will someone give up a seat next to you

so we can unite on this journey

or will we meet with disdain

leaving me unable to reach you?

.

Can the driver stop his ride

and pick up two hitchhikers

in the middle of the grinding highway

showing humanity for a moment

So we can find a purpose?

.

What if the train doesn’t stop?

What if the line of cars just drives on?

Separating us at full speed and miles apart

Did we miss each other?

.

Author's Note: I was inspired to this poem from the fast moving humans around the Globe, if physical or on social media. You see the faces of so many unknown people, whom you do not know and who do not care about you or what you are, other than another stranger. I use the word miss because it can have two different meanings, to miss someone like I did not meet you and to miss someone like I long for you. The rest is up to you!

<><><><><><><><><><><><><>

Interested in more of my poetry: try this!