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A bit of prose poetry on commuting - it takes patience and forgiveness. |
| From a flat, straight, and not so crowded roadway To the high-traffic, bumper-to-bumper headache Of the most clogged commute, Impassioned, yet sensitive drivers use Their sense of purpose and direction To gauge limited options, extracting movements From their valued experience and consummate know-how. Everything from how to avoid a speeding ticket, To difficult merges and staying clear of accidents and injuries, A veteran motorist must earn his respect And the respect of the many hapless, mischievous drones On the recalcitrant byways. However, one must learn patience and forgiveness For these invariant styles and jarring speeds, As well as the insidious chaos of being manhandled And cut-off by the belligerent warthogs Of the not-too-distant lanes. Because a dam bursting is never a cause for more argument – It is simply a positive turned into a negative; A routine privilege and joyous pleasure Transformed into a devastating mistake, For whom all must face a brutal, disheartening, And unruly demise. |