On the Train

It was another friday afternoon, just after four o clock
The train trundled through the city, block by block
The max was full of people of most every class and creed
Shoppers, workers, travelers, graduates of Reed
Christians, Budhists, Atheists, Jews and Muslims too
All aboard the greenline to forty second avenue
But now many will remember that twenty sixth of may
At least anyone who took the train that day

Some were coming from the airport, visiting the state
Some were getting of from work and heading for a date
Somе were going to a party for the start of Ramadan
Somе were headed to a meetup for fans of comic con
Some were looking for a stripclub, some for a big mac
One racist thug was looking for someone to attack
He chose two teenage girls to hear the things he had to say
As he shouted at them on the train that day

The nazi spewed his hatred, the veins bulging in his face
Yelling at two girls of a different race
Noone knew beforehand today would be a test
Or what might next have happened but for [?]
We can ask were he came from when all is done and said
Why he was so inspired by the ideas inside his head
But what we know for sure is two man lost their life this way
That’s what happened on the train that day