Waiting for the Bus

How people wait for special opportunities but they never come to the people.

Here we are

Sitting on the bench.

Waiting, waiting,

Waiting, waiting,

for the 12:00 bus.

None of us

Know where our

Destination is.

Only thought we

Have is going, going away.

We are a strange group.

Look the same,

Talk the same,

Smell the same,

Strange drabs of gray, brown, black.

We are all 

Waiting for the 12:00 bus.

The outside moves quickly

Rapidly

But we stay the same.

We are waiting

For the bus 

The bus

That will never

Arrive.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Yes we all find ourselves waiting for bus at one time or another and sometimes, where I like how this comes together why because sometimes we have to deal with what involves riding that bus. It may not be what you meant when writing the piece, it where this write took me. Nice work.

[Lokesh]

I like it, especially the flow of language and the message too. Yeah you are right if you wait the bus, it will never come. We should stop waiting and start searching the bus.
-Swargasmith

[roza]

i loved this. the message is vague yet obvious. i found it easy to relate to. loved the ending it's very true

[Cathy Wattam]

I like this. Great ending to a devious poem. It's true we are all waiting for a bus that will never arrive. Not in my village anyway ;-)

[Michael G.]

I really enjoyed the premise of this content. I couldn't help but smile at the last line.
It's true 99.9 % of the time. Then again, every now and then, opportunity runs right over you like a Mack Truck.

Great read.

[SheActsLikeSummer]

Whoa. Intense. And actually kinda creepy. I liked it. Well done.