Driven Into Madness-Trucker's life

DRIVEN INTO MADNESS—The ELD
(Psychological impact of the Electronic logging Device)

Here I sit,
     feeling like I will go insane –
Time has become a prison,
     the clock is a ball and chain,

I’m wide awake –
    and I need to go!
But as I watch the clock,
      it still says, “NO!”

I’m being driven into madness,
     without moving from this place;
Chomping at the bit,
      I need to start this race!

Since people are not robots,
     can clocks make driving safer?
Are ELD’s also defective,
    because they are working against human nature?
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