Midnight bus ride
Midnight bus ride To pick up my son Meditation and gratitude Clearing my emotions Drop off before dawn Streets buzzing, drunks everywhere "Hey fulo", blowing kisses Smile and shake my head Cockroaches and crackheads Walking is like hopscotch Reeking of garbage Assault on my senses Searching for gratitude Empathy for the sick Even here there are birds But above all, we're leaving