Traffic

Horns blowing; noise everywhere, Screeches of brakes,cars trapped, Drivers and car owners raining abuses and slagging each other off. The warden waving his hands; Stood in the middle of the road, Religiously performing his duties. Workers, traders, teachers,students, everyone's hurrying, Each taking the slip road to avoid been late.

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 5/8/2012 12:00:00 PM

A pleasure to read your poetry today Bulus. I will try to come back later this week to read more. I have a spring cold and not up to reading for too long. Have a wonderful week. Love, Carol

Bulus Reuben
Date: 5/9/2012 5:30:00 AM

Thank you for your comment. I pray that you'll be ok soon.

David Williams

Date: 5/8/2012 5:10:00 AM

Bulus a modern day problem the world over..David

Bulus Reuben
Date: 5/9/2012 5:36:00 AM

Yes dear! Almost everyday, about 20 percent of the world population are faced with this problem. Thank you for reading my poem.