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The Unsupervised Stop Sign
Flirting with disaster
On this fast-moving highway of life;
Speed demons incurably infected
With the disease of impatience.
I tremble with disgust
When shaken by a fierce gust of wind
Engendered by ill-advised velocity.
Acknowledge me, disrespecting demons.
Don't barrel your way through as if I'm not there,
Lest you recklessly careen off
An approaching curve on the road;
A hefty price paid
For sledgehammer stupidity.
The rules of the road couldn't be
More simple; slow down
And stop for me.
Come to a complete stop
Like everyone else; look sideways,
Then proceed with caution.
Copyright ©
Edward Ibeh
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