Boarding the bus you see lots of faces tired, and ashen Grey parents and kids in tow going to school Starting a brand-new day. Tossed about in a bumpy ride tired before starting the day some faces angry, fearful, desperate Amidst a drunken foray. No one getting off, the bus gets full people are standing in the aisles looking around on this tired old bus Searching for anonymous smiles. On it goes as well as it can speed is never an issue chugging along the bumpy roads As a boy sneezes into a tissue. Humans plugged into various sounds no one wants to speak between stops Alone in a World of their own Umbrellas and all kind of props. The journey progresses slowly people get off en masse no matter how much stature you have Everyone is equal in class. Pensioners board the bus is full you give up your seat That's the rule! On it goes we are getting there the end is almost near you can rely on public transport it seems Well yes, except not here.
My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.