Platform singer

I walk down the stairs
Off the street of sommerville
On to the platform
To catch the train
To bring me home
I hear a booming voice
singing along a soothing guitar
Standing alone and playing along
in a corner with his eyes closed
Not knowing whats around
Not knowing who is around
I sat on a bench and closed my eyes
To soak the music
Songs of war and peace, love and hate, hope and despair
Filled my soul deep to the core
warmth of the voice soothed my stress
I left the place with his fading voice
Took some peace, love and hope
To cleanse myself of hate and depair