Monday, August 18, 2014

Good Sam On The OCTA 55 Bus

Good Sams come in all races, ages, and creeds
Ready to help another human in need
If you want to be on the public health collapse front line
Get out of your car and take the time
To board an OCTA bus after seeing the homeless on the benches sacked out
Quickly to see the reality of a mental health retreat is all about
On a bus line known as the 55 a man with hospital band on his wrist
Shaking and baking the drug or alcohol demons he could no longer resist
Tried to board without the two dollar fare
So common in this land of wealth not an occurrence rare
Fumbling into his pockets for a paltry few coins of change
Hoping that the coins to a ride to wherever bound would arrange
While the fellow humans on their bus ride to whatever rat race to find
Clearly upset, why me delays coming to mind
Save two, this poet and in front of me a good Sam who was much quicker than me
Who with a dollar from the bounds immobility this rider was set for this moment was set free
An act of kindness that will not be reported on MSNBC or Fox
But his acts proved  that kindness is not  locked forever in a box
© August 18, 2014 Michael P. Ridley aka the Alaskanpoet

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