Take Your Seat, Rosa - Poem by Greg Oosterhouse
The bus to Heaven is boarding,
Waiting for souls to give a ride to,
The driver looks upon the passengers, He is sorting
Out the seating arrangements, an easy task for Him to do.
Wait! Don't close the door yet!
There is one more soul needing a ride.
One of the bravest souls anyone has ever met,
Surely, she had God on her side.
'Get in, my child', says the Driver. 'There
Is plenty of room. Take your seat Rosa, relax.
This is a very short trip.' No one will care
To ask one to move, for all are equal, there are no 'tracks'.
Thank you, Rosa, for not getting up,
Thank you for standing up for everyone's rights.
Certainly, the Lord has filled your cup,
And now, you live with Him in Heavenly heights.
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