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Lady on the Bus

I'm sorry lady

for all the anger

A  lonely ranger

in a land of danger

Still my heart aches

while your soul quakes

like a great lake

in a storm of anger

Crying in the dark

sleeping in the park

Life is but a walk

up the street

Is there a spark

of hope in the bleak

world that surrounds you?

I’m sorry lady

for all the hate

Love is but a faint

glow ne’er remembered

in the oh so lonely

dark and narrow

alleys of your life

Pathways of hate

The alleys of your life

ever to create

frustration you burrow

deep into the ground

choking dust

surrounds you

I cry for you

I am sorry

Lady on the bus

Your bleeding heart

in your shopping cart

dying

on the dust

 

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