A journey by bus, for many, did unfold
Costing just a penny, but lives to hold
Landmarks passed, like memories of the past
But the bus sped on, its fate to forecast
The driver lost control, and lives were lost
Many perished, in a tragic, senseless cost
Only one survived, with scars to bear
A sole witness, to the sorrow that was there
The beginning was the past, now gone
The bus, a coffin, for lives undone
A penny’s worth, of sorrow, we now know
A journey’s end, in a tragic, fatal blow
May the memories, of those who died that day
Live on in our hearts, and never fade away.