If only trees had the vote: my journey to Puritas

Poem:

My journey to Puritas: I went to Cleveland and I got lost. I didn’t feel like taking Uber. I wanted to feel the beauty of the train. But I found that it was slow. I followed a map to the left only finding out it was to the right. If they had had a royal carpet to the train. If billionaires and royalty start taking mass-transit soon things will get better. Once they put a tax on cars paying every pedestrian and tree that they pass by, soon it will get better. If only trees could get the vote. It is clear that they have suffered. If we had true democracy every creature and plant would get the vote. Insects would lead in the polls and a biologist would be President. Poets with intuition would fulfill their inner wishes. If they only had representation, I would have a better meditation. I was stuck at the airport but did not get exhausted instead I reached enlightenment. Let’s all be clear - the train is ground transportation and cars belong in the trash. The age of the car is over. Perhaps the car pickup should be hidden in the back. DS Poem August 11, 2018 On riding RTA from the Cleveland airport for only one stop to Puritas.