☆ all the people on this train ☆

all the people 

on this train

have had their faces silky soft

and their hands small

all the people on this train

have had greenery on their knees

and palms rasped by gravel and trees

and sticky fingerprints and lollipops in mouths

all the people on this train

have eaten too much birthday cake

felt alone at recess

and tripped down stair steps

all of the people on this train

have seen themselves evolve

like the earth around them

spring blossoms turn to fruit 

and fruit to dirt

we bloom

we bleed

we burn

we have felt our spines grow

our skins becoming uncomfortable 

all the people on this train

have gone shaky and warm from trying too hard

and wanted to run out a door once or twice

and we have all cried our eyes full of salt

and laughed our lungs out of function

we have all been formed

by scars and beauty marks

and mirrors of people

all the people on this train

came from a womb

and we were all once soft and weak

like baby birds or kittens

that's what we have in common

life as a human

we all think, dream, sleep and shower

we all stabilize, then fall over

all the people on this train

have tasted the bitterness of life

yet we still live, walk and strive

and that is the greatest achievement

of our lives

there is no brighter medal

no heavier prize

than the one we should get

for being human

and staying alive