onepauly

the bus ride

we\'re waiting for the bus

it stops for some of us

a few have exact fare

others a pass to show

we sit here and there

and are ready to go

as we are moving down the street

we feel the beat under our feet

putting us all in a trance

we are not aware

that the circumstance

is not put there by chance

as we reach our destination

lets think about emancipation