Oh, hear Time’s wheels.
On edge of doom they squeal.
Oh, mournful cry; morbid choice.
Onlookers oval mouth
on all their faces. Death enthralls
on edge of now before the call
of soulful bell.
(A photographer takes picture of the poor soul as he tries to climb up and off the subway tracks after being pushed! Onlookers froze! He died instantly)