White Bus

w c

White Bus

 

I saw a white bus today

Moving steadily along

Its destination I could not say

Or to whom it belonged

 

It was different from other busses

With all its windows black

And who knows who was driving it

Or the passengers in back

 

I saw another down the road

The same as the first

And again I wanted to know

Who these people were

 

The busses were the usual size

And drove the posted speed

Though to the average eye

They were a mystery

 

The busses I saw were on the go

Along with us travelling too

And I was surprised to know

They would arrive at prison soon

 

 

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2019 21:39
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write w c. Oh a bus now. We would expect vans with windows blacked out.

    • w c

      Thanks, orchidee. I see the vans you speak of too.

    • Fay Slimm.

      An informative read w.c. and told so carefully the final lines took me quite by surprise....... thank you for sharing this tale of the mysterious white bus.

      • w c

        Thanks so much, Fay! I hope i never have to ride the white bus!

      • Poetic Dan

        I was surprised that you was surprised, interesting writing.
        Hope I don't ride it though but I guess most of them did too 😉



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