Jam Packed
Traffic lights flash, but we're far from light
Heavy flow on streets, emotions flow tight
Horns blare a symphony, tempers blare too
We're all packed in, feeling blue
Drive me crazy, this gridlock scene
Drive a hard bargain, just to stay clean
Cars run smooth, but patience runs thin
Time runs out as we're running in
Stress mounts up like cars on a hill
Road rage boils, but we can't spill
Bottleneck here, choked up there
Exhausted drivers, exhaust in the air
Signal your turn, but who'll signal care?
Rush hour's rush leaves us worse for wear
Brake for others, don't break the rules
Brake pads wearing, wearing us like fools
Merge with traffic, ideas merge too
How to fix this? Clues are few
Pass the time, but can't pass through
Pass judgment on those passing you
Cruise control? Ha! We're not in control
Take the wheel, take a toll on the soul
Steer clear of trouble, clear as mud
This jam's preserving nothing good
Lane discipline? That's a dead end
Right of way? Rights soon bend
Left turn ahead, nothing's right
High beams blind us to any light
Speed up, slow down, it's all the same
In this stop-and-go losing game
Rear-ended thoughts, front-end collisions
Road to nowhere, faulty decisions
So we inch along this concrete stream
Progress crawls, crawls our dream
Of free-flowing days, of open roads
Where "traffic" means more than heavy loads
But for now, we're stuck in this jam
Vehicles, ideas, all in a cram
The traffic of thoughts, the traffic of cars
Moving nowhere, under traffic stars
Copyright © Dr. Padmashree R P | Year Posted 2024
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