Note to The Driver

Oh Bus Driver, with Your eyes set on the Ultimate Destination,
 
What a job you have!
 
May we all get to our New Home safe and sound
 
We will stop telling you where to go--
 
as if you were a taxi driver--
 
and trust your good judgement
 
Thank you for all the serendipitous provisions you've prepared for us along this journey,
 
and help us ration them out well
 
We hope you will tolerate our rowdiness from time to time
 
and do not kick us off the bus at some God-forsaken wasteland,
 
because we really want to get to Your promised Shangrila
 
You truly are the only one who can get us there!
 
What a champion You are to us:
 
lost children who were barely surviving on the rubble of a collapsed dwelling 
 
No one else would pick us up and give us a 7 star coach experience (for Free!) like You have
 
Instead those other self-proclaimed "drivers" fleaced us:
 
they mocked us with unconvincing images on digital screens
 
and pretended their buses were moving,
 
as if we were four year olds,
 
but actually took us nowhere--like a "train ride" in a small park
 
We know You're the Real Deal