The Back Of The Bus

The Back Of The Bus

A Poem by Jason
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I wrote this on my sidekick while on the back of the bus... jus thought I would put it out there and see what kind of responses it gets...

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So I like to sit at the back of the bus.
My backs to the wall,
And I can see everyone getting on.
But the entire civil rights struggle was
Ignited by a Queens decision to sit in
The front of the bus.
The struggle was for the power to do
What ever we choose,
Not to be limited to colored only activities.
 
So I like to sit at the back of the bus,
Smelling like the herb I just puffed
It’s had to give a f**k
When the green brings the green
From the one- twenty- five by ten smalls
That I stuffed.
But I do give a f**k.
And deep contemplative thoughts consume me
When I roll a Dutch.
 
So I like to sit at the back of the bus.
I dive into my minds basement to see that
My moral foundation doesn’t coincide with the
Life I’m living.
It’s hard not to hustle a blessing that I have been given.
So I choose to sit on the back of the bus
As I’m driven to a goal still unknown  
To a world that only in my dreams have been shown.

 

© 2009 Jason


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Good write. Very self-reflective. I love your decision to sit back there without forgetting the history afforded to making a conscious decision to do so. Very smooth flow.....

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great poem. A self-reflecting piece that is powerful. This also speaks about an ugly piece of our history. Out of respect for Rosa Parks and many others I would change the N-word to Kings & Queens because that is what we are and have been from the beginning of time. The piece is so strong with that word in it and I think with Kings and Queens it adds more strength to it. I am feeling you. I am about to check out some more of your materials.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Herb has been used for meditation and contemplation, as an aid to writing, and music.
from the Hindus to the Rastas
I like the lazy inner feeling to this.
It has that mellow levelness that you get when you smoke.


I also like the fact that you " pick" to ride on the back, despite the civil rights movement.
That's a pretty complex statement but it's brutally honest.

Contemplate it all young man.
Question everything

Namaste'
Tim



Posted 15 Years Ago



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Jason
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