Harry and Meghan take the tram.

Harry and Meghan take the tram.

There is something about a tram

It has solidity of purpose

A true heavyweight

Sure of its destination

It follows the track

Until completion

Without deviation

Stopping briefly

Along the way

To pick-up, drop-off

There is synchronicity

Between other road users

A symbiotic relationship

Automobiles give way

At every stop

They never undertake

As people step on

Step off

They move to one side

At hook turns

Waiting in line

As the behemoth rumbles on

There is no pause

Unless requested

No braking

But for those walking

In front of a green man

Otherwise stand clear

This is a lethal weapon

If roused

Thirty tonnes of muscle

Guess who wins in a tussle

A sharp stop can be stimulating

A rush of blood to the head

A stumble

In the aisles

Flesh and blood

So easily dead

Hold on tight

Pull the cord

In good time

Never stand too close

Watch that rough sleeper

In repose

The driver will not respond

Before the designated moment

Of arrival

There is no termination

Just a brief refreshment break

Ensuring

A working man

Or woman’s survival

Before shuffling back

The way it came

Never about a destination

All about the journey