Waiting for the Bus

Written by Anna Keiko

Translated from the Chinese by Germain Droogenbroodt 

Narrated by Bill Wolak

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I’m waiting for the bus

Many busses depart from or pass by 

They go to different places

But there is no bus to take me where I want to go 

I am still waiting, from winter to spring 

Nobody cares about the people waiting for the bus 

They walk, or they run 

I wait from dark till dawn 

Trees hibernate and wake up, 

So do the birds, too

What happened to mankind in thousands of years? 

Only a few stars awoke 

I don’t know the distance to the place I want to go 

I keep waiting . . .