To me, the underground is where
children and old ladies cower
while the brave and foolish stand and stare
at nature's brawn and brutal power.
But, I have seen your subway trains
graffitied on my TV screen
and thought it not the least bit strange
that it's said the city's hard and mean.
For I see no glamour in the crush
of bodies pressed on every side.
I've no desire to shove and rush,
to scratch for space and be pushed aside.
Let me breathe in the middle of nowhere, instead,
and spare me the underground till I'm dead.
Hastily Added Note: In the first lines, the underground that I'm referring to is an underground storm shelter used during a tornado.
For the "subway" prompt at dVerse