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Horn Blowing Day

Today was a horn blowing day Maybe it was the temperature That made their mind stray. Their frustrations are rising high It seems they want traffic to fly. These are the rage warriors with their road rage Because of this , many a life will change. When they run over a pedestrian Or crash into another car Because their rage had gone too far. They all claim to be running late That they have an important date Maybe it’s to meet the undertaker Before they go to meet their maker. Then all the “ I’m sorriest” come out Of that there is no doubt. But will the “I’m sorry” bring back the Life that was taken, or the damage done To that person and families. This is something that I can not see. Let’s think about it before this rage takes control For it can not bring back that lost soul. CONTROL

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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