Automobiles
- In the current technological era on planet earth
- Automobiles carry the majority of the population
- Multiple ton machines melt monotony with motion
- Providing mankind with a tireless quest for perfection
- However seeing as many view the car as an essential
- We somehow form a relationship with our machines
- With a motor for a heart and a computer for a brain
- Partners to their human counterparts in daily routines
- Either know by make and model or custom nickname
- Our means of transportation show status and prestige
- So we express ourselves with bumper stickers and decals
- And hopefully impress others with our driving expertise
- An experienced motorist sees driving as a subliminal task
- Sometimes experiencing amnesia for his time en route
- A speaker system takes his mind off the hum of the road
- So he joins the dance and gives into cerebral blackout
- A license is required for entry onto the lined dance floor
- Along with valid plates, working lights and insurance
- While participating in the dance the rules are simple
- Stay in the lane, maintain speed, and signal movements
- During a late night solo, performers experience freedom
- So long as law enforcement doesn't observe an infraction,
- They are able to roam without regard for their rear view
- For upon this journey there is little outward interaction
- Everyday countless strangers make shaky eye contact
- While sitting stopped a few feet apart at a traffic light
- Forced into trusting each other to maneuver correctly
- Seeing as a crash could cause an explosion to ignite
- When superfluous dancers join a traffic jam is formed
- Trapped in a cage forged of other prisoners around
- As the front dictates, the chain gang inches along
- Until finally they can spread and become unbound
- So learn the rules and join the ballet for automobiles
- Care for and customize your combustion fueled carriers
- Be thankful the pavement is not filled with anarchy
- And always check your blind spots and both mirrors
This poem is about:
Our world