On the bus I was going;
And sitting behind me,
Was two Fellows;
Ya, know, I was saying to them:
I'm from Madison, Wixconsin, and we there are kind of 'old hippie anti-war radicals;
And we think that King George II is evil, and that he just wants to take over the world;
Him and his offspring are just parasites, for their lavish lifestyles, and they just want money, power and control? Did you know all that? And now the Israeli's are going a little nuts, and so, we might be at the 'End of Time(s)';
Because the Mayan Calendar says so:
Because it ends on December 24Th 20012.
 
Well he says, one of the guys, sitting behind me on the bus...
He just joined the Army; so he's out to change this crazy world, for real!
Ah, I said, he joined the Army;
I asked, "YOu actually joined the Army?"
Yeah, and my brother just died, last month in Afghanistan;
He was in the Special Forces.
"I'm sorry to hear that,,,
"I think you are really a brave soul, for joining...
 
I felt embarrassed that my government conspiracy theories,
Were falling on deaf ears...
But the other guy I was talking to;
His family was also heavily involved in military affairs..
His uncle he said, was a Federal Marshall;
And he was down in New Orleans, after the flood;
And there was murder and rape, in the stadium there...
And there is a lot going on in the government, it's true...
That we don't know about;
But that he felt it was 'justified'.
And told me that a plot was just uncovered recently;
Some evil doer, was coming in from Mexico;
And that the plot which was uncovered, really scared him;
"Well, can you tell me what it was about?"
"No, I really can't, he said;
"But in a way, I wish the government would come out with the details,
Of this plot, because we do really need to take this enemy seriously"...
 
Now, sitting in front of me, on the bus;
We're two younger guys;
One black and one white;
They were talking about music, and rap;
And religion, and Jesus, and miracles;
And they were making a friendship, right then and there;
I could hear them really bearing their soul's to one another.
 
On the way out of the station;
When we arrived in Seattle;
I came up to the black guy,
And asked him for his number.
I told him, I was a writer,
and that I needed to ask him some things,
Which I had over-heard him speaking of...
 
R.Gimbel  Seattle,WA.


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