The Manholes That Kidnap Our Children

The stops signs ‘yield’ to our egos
The traffic lights flash red as we go!
The dust we kicked up as we blast through
The paper waste that drifts on the smoke filled air

The giant potholes swallow our monthly budget
As we gather the cents on the road to market
Overtaken on the life's sharp curve - showing off driving skills
Becoming the senselessness of a road kill - speed kills!

The ambiguous turns when we ought to go straight
The dubious road blocks for a bribe of a ticket!
Fine law enforcement at its best...keeping the roads safe
Avoiding duty in uniform at their finest...to preserve life

The manholes that kidnap our children like satan
On the pavement next to hell, they lie dead overdriven
Why did you let than drunken driver go Mr. Policeman?
He’s now your partner in crime for an innocent soul is taken
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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