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
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Author:
onepauly (
Offline) - Published: April 20th, 2018 03:38
- Comment from author about the poem: sometimes riding on the bus can be fun.
- Category: Fable
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Comments3
Haha. A good one for sure. We should think about that shouldn't we. A nice work. Much enjoyed.
it's intended to be a work of good humor.
ha! ha!
This is great! I love the visual aspect you get from it, I was envisioning being on a bus while pondering on society and all its red type mysteries. awesome work!
thanks
Brilliant I enjoyed reading it and your so right it made me smile
your image and statement brought tears to my eyes.
Aww bless
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