Poem -
Murder on a bus
Sitting on the bus
I do not know who
Who is it behind
That watches each movement
How do I know
That ghost is not behind
Planning to kill
Upon this night
Travelling on a bus
Is this the last?
What ghosts above
Through shadows
Caught between the wheels
In the cogs,
Between these stations
Until a final stop
Alas it was all for naught
This worried frenzy
For he that press the button
To leave or so I thought
Turning back this way
Behind and waiting
For my own departure
God he has left with I
Walking in the shadows
Of my thoughts
Until a knife tests this heart
As a heart must test a life
He has killed me
From behind he has killed
A passenger on a bus
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Wow JAI MASTERS!!......... this is a great write man........not sure if this was a fact or a fiction because of the eerily delivered ambiance........ but regardless.......a soul- tester FO SURE!!...... love your stuff bro!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS ..T ?✳✴☀♥
Dear Tony I hope this poem is not true
But it is true
It happened
Once
To a passenger on the bus
It was an innocent bus ?
Killed
Unfortunately this murder is true
One evening
One human dead
One bus ride too late
Otherwise Tony I'm fine
Sitting here
In the great outdoors
Famous Australian saying
At home amongst the gum trees
Love from Jai:)?