The Precious Bus

By Professor Michael Itungwa Shukrani
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As if I were dreaming a deep sleep
Yet this is reality
I savour your delights with satiety
Which remind me of my duvet pleasures in a plump heap

O bus! So precious are you to me indeed
Through you I reach wonderful lands
And I escape from arrays of disaster without using hands
Thus I feel heavenly ecstasies so alluring to read

Whether you travel fast
Or prefer to move slowly
I feel your pleasance unceasingly
Loudly shrieking that you are an elite boon not to cast

No matter how weather sings its song
You stick to the schedule with noble goals
For you have promised to delight countless souls
May their glee last long

You spare humans from fatigue
And hinder them from sweating
While hampering boredom from erupting
For your services are sweeter than figs in a league

As stunning inventions dare to rumble
You remain helpful to Mankind with no topples
For your joy gifts surpass those of apples
To the extent that travellers eschew from trouble

Habari nzuri leo!