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Pompeii Train
May 8, 2017
The train had a
Yellow door
I didn’t know
What it opened
Or held shut
But when I
Boarded the train
I knew one thing:
The people
Surrounding me
Terrified me
People I didn’t know
People I didn’t want to know
So I kept my eyes
Peeled on that
Yellow door
Hoping
Praying
That if I did
The people
Surrounding me
Couldn’t
Wouldn’t
See
The American
Stained fear
In my eyes
© Alyssa V., Chicago, IL
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I wrote this poem on my spring break trip to Rome, Italy. My family and I dedicated the trip to sightseeing and booked a train ticket to Pompeii. During the train ride, I found myself overwhelmed by the different atmosphere and created an interesting writing opportunity for myself.