Standing

There is nothing wrong with standing on a bus.
I convinced myself the pleasant
Looking woman with one hand
Securing her six year old Micala was fine.

Fine.
Sure the bus swayed a little,
Especially when rounding corners,
But mom and the bright eyed youngster were OK.

OK.
It must have been a typical bus ride for her.
Occasional bumps were part of the trip.
She probably liked it.

I had offered them my seat.
A perfunctory offer
Saying “I notice you”,
But you don’t really want my seat! Right?

It was the image of Micala
Being dragged by her falling mom
As the bus turned severely
That disturbed my indifference.

Micala, mom and I
Exited the bus safely.
Next time, next time
I will do better.