A School Ride Of The Dimwitted


School buses filled to the brim with pedestrians, they skid on the ledge not quite certain what will be on the other side. With every inch, comes the realization that time is of the essence. There is one of them, that peers down at his book of plans. His life shows him what could have been, and what he is certain to lose out on. The clouds on the outward trail, seem oddly misshaped ever more obtuse. Not ever willing to respond to the dire cries, moving closure to the ledge of the dimwitted. Only one of them would come out winners, if that were some triumphant call to action. But it wasn’t, they were all subject to this fate of the helpless.

Contributor- Chris Ballenger


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