When roaming round the boroughs on their trusty subway steed.
The laws of physics still prevail when walking through a crowd,
You cannot walk through people made of solids, not of cloud.
Though books are entertaining, music pleasant in your ear,
That shouldn't cause an inability to see or steer.
If trapped inside a carriage feeling like a piece of meat,
It's easy to believe that you alone deserve a seat.
Consider what may happen if you let the train car clear,
Before you barge on board just like a pirate mutineer.
If everyone allowed themselves to look beyond their nose,
We might all find a reason to breathe in ambrosial rose.