Hear babies crying

Hear teenagers laughing

Hear stories of correction officer games

Hear the nightmares of Grand-ma’s and Grand-pa’s

On the bus to Rikers Island

See the pain on the faces of young mothers

See that mother smack a child who is out of control

See an ex-cons humility, because he’s got to go back to get his property

See some smiling faces because of a crazy bus driver

It’s a ride nobody wants to take unless they have to

It’s a ride nobody wants to make unless they must

That’s the bus to Rikers Island

Hear stories of love and devotion

Hear stories of heartfelt emotion

Hear stories of mistaken identities

Hear stories of missed opportunities

On the bus to Rikers Island