Dear woman
Screaming at your 1st child
Cajoling and threatening
Inside Nada Station
I so wanted to help
To offer to
Carry the child
Console him
While you pushed the younger
And we laughed
As the tension dissapated
But I didn't
Don't think my eyes judged you
They saw myself
Yesterday
As I chased down my son
Slapped his head
And said "NEVER run away like that!"
Ensuring that he will someday
This is city Japan
Where we suffer alone
Especially if we are
From different worlds
