COMMUTING

COMMUTING

Huge buses on tiny country lanes

Roadworks popping up overnight

Are cautiously driven as it rains

Blocking ill-timed glaring lights

Capillaries of the city clogged

With traffic moving so slow

Circulation’s faltering

How could such traffic flow

Huge trucks following sat-navs

Up tracks too small to cope

Vast queues forming right behind

It’s all grinding to a halt

Throbbing veins of the city clogged

Embolising movement

The city’s still beating heart

Stifled with discontent

The selfish cut the others up

Thoughtlessly lane-changing

Their indication’s vague at best

Fatefully rearranging

Arteries of the city clogged

With far more stop than go

Cars cardiac arresting

Striking one last fatal blow

MAWH, May 2018