Joanne Ongkeko

Ode to My MRT Train Ride on a Sunday

Laughter 
As loud as a concert chant
While others are humming with their headset on.

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Beep.
The train door opens.
Giggling teens with backpacks enter and settle at the middle
An uncle napping.
While a couple lovingly stares at each other’s eyes.

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Laughter
A snicker while a guy watches a video from his phone.
Hearty laughter of a group of Filipinas eager to enjoy their off day. 

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Different faces
Different moods
Different destinations
Yet we are all connected by the same journey. 

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Beep
The train door opens.
People come out while a new wave comes in.

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Continuing the journey together 
And the process repeats itself.