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Lady Justice

Collection 1

"Taxi Driver"

The taxi searched me out

And found me.

It was a more comfortable ride than the bus,

Which I had originally intended to take.

Furthermore, I would get there on time.

The taxi was the obvious choice.

The driver was in tune

To an undercurrent of political, spiritual truths.

I found this out by asking him

Where he was from.

He told me was from Ethiopia,

A war besieged country.

And we both talked about the ills of wars

Put on by old men for young men’s expense.

The driver was nice but firm about his opinions;

I was tactical and questioning.

He got me where I was going on time,

Also, leaving me $10 poorer but still a little richer.