Bus Ride........

My truck has been out of sink for a while,

and I am having to catch rides back and forth

and they are coming way from the south of town

just to come and get me on the north

now my initial thought was to not even tell

anyone, that I needed help at all

But, when I do that, it raises more of

An issue, if I do not make certain calls

So as my commute would come, although

I never actually asked for the help

But the refusal would not make too much sense

But as the days grew by, though I was doing all I could

I still could sense a bit of their tiredness

Out of love, through the kindness of their hearts,

Back and forth to and from work, back to where I stay

I KNOW the commute is a lot on them, so I decided

I wanted to do something different,

To keep them from coming so far out of their way

I am going to ride the bus today

It has been over 20 years, but hey

I felt some kind of way

I saw people of all forms of light,

All were beautiful in God’s sight

But in mine eyes, not all of them were totally right

I would get on the bus and take my seat

And of course, several guys already had me beat

So eventually it would get full, and I would kindly give the

Working ladies my seat

But there should be no reason ladies over 50 should be

Standing on their feet

Guys my age would look out of the window as if they do not see

Just to be outdone by men over the age 70

Acts of kindness cost nothing, and is nothing to me

Imagine if God was a jerk, and chose to be lazy towards me

I would still be standing in the midst of my tears of where life placed me

So you see…. I am glad… I am glad I rode the bus today

There were homeless people on the bus that were

Homeless from life itself

Nothing they did wrong, but was dealt a bad hand

And are now needing a little help

There was the psychotic, the ghetto, the rich, and some poor

Some were just Vagrant, searching for an understanding of life

When it seems, life has just given them no more

This guy got on the bus, and you could tell he had cash

He was black, and dressed like a normal ole Joe that still had his hood pass

My humility is based on how I treat people and my bus ride brought me back

To where I use to be, knowing that all people are not just one way

I rode the bus today,
 and I am glad I did, NO, I am glad God

Orchestrated it that way

“xpressurself”