Lost in the Rush Traffic of Life: A Poem
Bumper to bumper in a hectic pace
we travel trough life without pause
not allowing each other any space
bruised from life's merciless jaws.
As if wrongly entering a one way street
we wonder why some take it easier way
between brute heaven and hard concrete
it's all about our surviving from day to day.
Then holiday comes with prescription to unwind
but who would ever expect it to turn out so hard
now mixed among tourists we don't seem to find
a beach or an attraction with an unoccupied yard.
There are those rare moments in our anthill
when a fine bottle of wine may knock us out
helping a little those empty batteries to refill
but with hangover issue of what is life about.
Extending middle finger and honking at others
we get ahead in life, with elbows helping too
but we may never know what really bothers
till we slow down our pace to get some cue.