Buy your ticket, jump on the bus <br />signs posted, 'No smoking, or spitting, Do not cuss! <br /> <br />Sit down fast, secure your seat at the back <br />your in for a bumpy ride, over pot holes and cracks! <br /> <br />Smells of sweat and dirty bottoms still linger in seats <br />from all those hopeless souls of people, <br />now living in alleys and our City streets. <br /> <br />Stops coming up, can't wait to get off? <br />Bus rides over for you now, <br />but not for the hopeless and the lost. <br /> <br />Look at the faces, as the bus driver speeds away. <br />For tomorrows another ticket bought <br />another bus ride you'll do nothing about today.<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bus-ride-5/
