Segregation
The bus is full
except for a seat at the back
designated for minority dissenters,
free thinkers and libertarians.
A youth demands my seat,
I stare straight ahead.
The bus grinds through its gears
as passengers glare or sneer.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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