we waited for the bus together
Ulysses and I talked about the change of weather
“the wind is not expedient to sail”
he said and pondered the fall.
I said “but the bus does not need any wind,
prompted by gas, it climbs faster than the wind
ups and downs, it is no problem
the bus is bumpy but solid”
“but does it have a captain?
does it not have a crew?”
I say “yes the driver steers the rudder
climbs the Carmel and descends to the shore”
if so, he retorted “how does it survive?
how does the captain know where to drive?
I have lead great fleets into the unknown,
when man knows no direction, it is a lost cause”
“yes, I agree but fleets, ships and buses change
marked by a number and not a name
they go a route just the same
and passengers come and go
with no attachment to make it slow.
they push the button to get off
and that’show the quest seals off
“Indeed different it is from our times
time is fast and so is the ride,
too fast for any bonds to be made
at least greet the captain, he is the last spade”