Alex Barber


Greyhound - Poem by Alex Barber

The bus
Does not wait for me
The bus waits for nobody
The driver looks at me
Shakes his head, I nod back

What's a nice guy like me doing on a bus like this?

The bus, that noisy thing
The Greyhound bus
I want to get off the bus
I want to sleep off this nightmare
Brings back bad memories

Would you believe I get paid to go on a bus like that?

Topic(s) of this poem: life, lifestyle


Comments about Greyhound by Alex Barber

  • Fabrizio Frosini (10/29/2015 5:22:00 AM)


    never taken a Greyhound bus.. but I'd say it's not 'hell'.. ;)
    just kidding, sorry.. :)
    mm.. a Bus is like our Life.. Stop the World, I want to get off.. Yes, many of us would like ''to sleep off this nightmare''..
    Thanks for sharing, Alex.
    Cheers
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2015



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