Finally, it’s time to go, <br />All day I’ve pushed peddles with my feet, <br />I’ll hurry to the bus stop, <br />Being sure to get a good seat. <br /> <br />There, a chance to rest, <br />Home, I’m on my way, <br />Only to get up tomorrow, <br />And put in another day. <br /> <br />Photos, questions and fingerprints, <br />Did I commit a crime? <br />I distinctly remembered when I boarded, <br />Dropping in my dime. <br /> <br />Why give up my seat? <br />After working hard all day, <br />I thought the fare was the same for all, <br />Is there more I have to pay? <br /> <br />Don’t they know how hard I’ve worked? <br />To get this seat I had to rush, <br />Now you’re going to tell me, <br />Move to the back of the bus. <br /> <br />Wait, I pay my taxes, <br />Even go to church and pray, <br />They do not have the right, <br />To treat Rosa Parks this way. <br /> <br />I never wanted to start a movement, <br />Just have a seat on the bus, <br />Being treated fairly as an American, <br />Why is everyone making such a fuss? <br /> <br />My name is known throughout the world, <br />In history books here and there, <br />It really didn’t have to be me you know, <br />Just anyone who paid their fare. <br /> <br />And over 50 years later, <br />An Icon is my name, <br />I’d gladly do it all again, <br />Circumstances being the same. <br /> <br />Heaven is my final journey, <br />Can’t wait till I get there, <br />Knowing I’m going to enjoy the ride, <br />I’ve already paid my fare.<br /><br />Luke Easter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-seat-on-the-bus-for-rosa-in-memorial/
