No Middle Ground
It doesn't make sense
that older folk should drive so slow.
When the traffic light turns green
that means you should GO!
Yet at the same time
the younger fella likes to rev his engine hardcore,
not knowing he's still just a sprout,
still unaware of what life's all about.
The old man has only so much time left on this earth,
you'd think he'd want to show the bull who's boss.
While "big and cool" just wants to impress the ladies,
throwing everything he owns into the wind
not even caring what it costs.
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2013
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