WHAT ARE SOME HUMANS MADE OF

What is normal, average,extreme in your daily life

Is it waking up at the wee hours of the morning

Or is it tossing that blanket early in the morning

And find the early birds already with their worms

Does the night shift favor you and you become

A night runner who sleeps when others are on the road

Being normal and sitting besides the driver

Evading any contacts with the bus conductor

And you tend to fell that the driver is on your side

Then in a few second s you realize No! conductor

So is the driver supposed to be an AKA

Or is one of the passengers supposed to act as one

OK you assume your role and relax

Waiting to get to get to your destination a you hold on

To your fare and hope to give it when you alight

Its been fourteen minutes of a peaceful ride

Time to catch up with your running watch

And make sure you not fired from your daily hustle

You stretch to give the dues to the driver

You actually don't have the exact amount

Do you term that unfortunate or fortunate

Because they make you feel pessimistic

So you expect you change back as you deserve

In the process of sharing your lateness you calm down

Expecting you get it immediately

You are told to follow the vehicle to its waiting bay

Patiently you do so without questioning

As you follow behind with others in the same boat a you

The driver get out of the car and goes his way

You then divert your way to the AKA

Extremes noe start registering in your mind

He goes his way ignores you completely

At this moment you feel like exploding and creating a comotion

He is so less aware that you even exist

In fact he starts chatting with his colleagues

Surely is it the garment that creates  us that is different

or do some people just choose to be in another invisible world

Where did courtesy rest and hide

It has been a while now and it seems to get to the wrong route

Hoping one day we will all be fit to be made of the same materials.