Night Trucks’ Country

They’re roaring by with lights aglow Akin space rockets, to and fro Unfailing captains on steroids Between this Earth and asteroids This is the blood that moves the trade This is America, conveyed Truck-ships, with missions on the mind Despite the night defy the grind Rigs leave no waves in their wake Them running fast and never brake Men often follow their path So to avoid the radar wrath They land for brief prescribed rests While speeding on the cryptic quests We’re whizzing by, in cars and vans And eye the sleeping caravans United States, the land of trucks Can’t pass them by sometimes, shucks Resilient movers. And my crux? Wouldn’t be the same without trucks Sept 17, 2023