THE BUS OF FORTUNE, on my way to destiny

(I love this piece cause of the nature with which the inspiration came to me. It was written on the bus on my way home one afternoon in May 2008 and it was based on my personal experience while waiting for that particular bus. I wrote it not because of the experience itself but I realised how true and similar that experience is to our day to day life and choices.....Happy reading!!!)

I had a destination but.....

Lost in the midst of all,
following the crowd
seemed like the best to do.

Every bus that appeared,
seemed like the right one
but our destinations were not same,
and each time, as others went in,
I went back to the shed
disappointed yet hopeful.

As I constantly anticipated its arrival,
I stretched very impatiently,
hoping to see beyond my eye level.

And after what seemed like forever
it appeared, not the last but at last
in the midst of a few others,
hidden slightly behind a bigger one
and oh! how I nearly missed it,
As my picture of it, was what it was not.

I sprang up hastily
and flew to the top of the queue,
at the very mouth of its door.

Certain that this was it,
the bus to my destination
I hopped on very swiftly, so grateful
I hadn’t gone on the wrong bus
with all the ills and frustrations
that could have come to be.

© Gbeminiyi Alli 2008