Adventures in Bus Driving

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It's too dark for me to see.
Though it looms ahead,
is something there for me?

My bus is race-equipped.
I feel the rush every time I throttle!
Then why must I drive slowly,
sipping from this bottle?

I have places to go! People to see,
even people to "do" sometimes!
So how do you know, it's not safe to
go? Tell me, Friend of mine.

My bus is race-equipped. I'm ready to
move! If I don't go soon, I'm destined
to lose! I am anything but a loser, Sir, so
if this bus isn't mine to decide, then whose?!

Shhh! Enough! I take another sip...
This race is mine for the taking...
I won't hear any more "lip." My blood is
boiling, my neck baking.

Though the silence is still,
The voice of my will scream shouts loudly.
Then another Voice speaks to the depths of
my heart, rhythmically, slowly and proudly.

"This bus is race-equipped, but it is still a bus.
So though your pulse race quick,
please take thought, dear Nick;
You are responsibly for all of us."

Reckless ambition, the label reads,
I tuck the bottle back under the seat then breathe.
Does anyone try to race their bus like me?
Plus, it's dark, and sometimes we can't see...

Bless you all,
-Nick