Ode to the Subway

As I take the steps to the City's underground,
I dread the moment where I stand around.
Waiting for you who are always late,
The dirty rats I contemplate.


While listening to some music on blast,
I see you make your entrance at last.
Your screeching noise makes my head explode,
As I watch the others ready to unload.


Pushing around for my life,
Trying not to get into a strife.
Apprehending the moments I waste with you,
Dear MTA subway, I hate you!