Poems From The Underground

Okay, so Malaysia doesn’t really have an underground. But we do have the LRT, and these rhymes are inspired by my recent commutes. Firstly though, poetry is not my genre sniff sniff. So if the rhymes and limericks offend you, don’t read them. 

Impatience
Oh joyous joyous LRT!
You take me where I should be!
Faster faster! For I am late!
Won’t be in time at this rate!

 

Fecundity
The LRT is so rich with smell,
Sublime reeks right from hell;
From armpits to shoes,
Oh so hard to tell whose,
Thank God, I’m saved by the bell!

 

Rush Hour
On the LRT, I sway and swing!
Hands are free, I hold not a thing!
Leaky AC pours on my head!
Quickly, get me home to my bed!

 

Berbudi Bahasa
“Aren’t we polite!” the sign screams,
Yet old people totter and lean!
Pregnant ladies still stand,
No one gives them a hand,
The sign should read, “Aren’t we mean!”

 

The Silly Pouty Man Who Got Up On Sentral
“I want to sit,” his face says, 
As he pushes the crowd from his way,
He sits his arse down,
Yet still with a frown,
I wonder who else had a bad day?

Musings On The LRT
I sometimes wonder,
Why our transport sucks so;
Was it an honest blunder?
Didn’t we really know?