A Deservedly Misunderstood Driver

A Mitsubishi breezes out of the South at Seven, The North storming at Eleven; The driver’s continual worrying of gear five, The tires of the machine ever roaring alive; In pyramidal slights of screaming passengers Now-turned doom-alerting messengers. It’s a driver clearly going bananas, His remarks classically proving his uncivil manners; Kano pedestrians openly mad at him, Now and then attacking him as a team; Fears that he ‘d been weaponizing his journeys, Each murder charge circumventing with bribed attorneys… Always about spillage of blood on a coal tar, Which he had their bills settled in a lone bar; The other day, all the passengers dead and cold ! Driver and conductor assisting ambulance told; Only minor injuries to driver’s finger nails And serious injuries to conductor’s toenails.