Sounds of kids hitting the bottom of buckets with their drum
sticks
Heads bobbing
Some are annoyed
By the art of motion on a subway platform
Guitar case opened to join
For the impromptu jam session
Waiting for the E train on 34th at Penn Station
Thankful for the sudden noise so I can listen
People throwing change, dollars and whatever other bills they
could find
Watching these artists on their grind
Now we got the three drummers with a guitarist in unison
Creating instrumental fusion
Subway pulls up
Finally after waiting one whole hour
They all piled on and I followed
Sitting closely as they continued their show
Now we got a flutist that blended in her cosmic musicianship
My pen is steadily writing
Poetry flowing from my brain cells through my arms down to my
hand to the pad
Brotha tapped me and said jump in
Feeling the energy of a late Saturday night
I swayed back and forth to music that was out of sight
Spitting those ill lyrics
Making people wonder
Where did this sudden voice come from
Peeps are feeling my vibrations and by the time we hit Times
Square it was really sumthin
Break dancers now swung from poles
Some moved and some were glued to their seats
As we turned an ordinary subway ride into extraordinary
I saw my stop come and go
But I couldn’t stop my flow
As the amount of people on the train began grow
This isn’t strange
As it’s an average day
You see everything from b-boys dancing, music acts, magic and
even the dude selling 2 DVD’s for $10
Subway stories
There are so many
From police chases, people cramping your style putting their
extra bottom next to you to a sometimes musty smell or two
But their ain’t nuthin like public transportation blended
with the arts to make your ride go faster
Finally we were at the end of the line and the dollars were
many and I just shook it off and told the young kids
Keep it and go make some more
I stepped off one train and hopped back on another to ride
home
Next day I waited for the A
And suddenly I heard the sounds of
Boom tap boom tap tap boom tap boom tap tap
Slightly turning my head I saw my drummers
Winked my eye and hopped on the train
As I joined in
Ready for another jam session
On the subway…
Written By: Serena Wills
All Rights Reserved
Fall 2009...waiting for a train...native New Yorker until the day I die!
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