The London Underground is unlike anything I’ve seen before
You wait no move than 5 or 6 minutes
To take a ride under London Town
It’s filled with drunken laughter of teenage girls
Returning home from Beyonce at the O2
It’s plagued by commuters at rush hour cramped in the early morn
On their way to work half asleep and dreaming of coffee
In summer days heated and swamped with no AC
Drenched in memories of Oxford Street and shopping bags
With visiting relatives and Hyde Park Corner
It’s taken me home after a night of celebrations,
Laughing my way through the underground.
Thank you for reading.
