Utopia (An Exsanguination) Poem by Gillian.E. Shaw

As I
waited
for the bus
it seemed to me...

that in a
preferd
multi-
cultural
society...

natives
often...


demoralized
destitute and
disappointed...

their endurance
truly tested...


find
themselves...

victims

of

others
brothers

thoughtlessness

and greed...


scant...

opportunity


limited...


not
permitted
or allowed...

fallen...

somewhere
falling...

failing...

GO

and seek
utopia...

failing...
falling...

still.

Then
I saw the
bus and
got on it.


Bedford Bus Station

August 08