FOWC with Fandango — Traffic


Bumper to bumper, row upon row,

The woman in front on her phone

Not watching, not concentrating,

As we progress, she’s somewhere off with the fairies.

Around me, there is a sense of resignation

As inch by inch we move, if at all.

My mind focuses on the dinner awaiting me

The loved ones expecting me

And here I am stuck in an abyss of traffic chaos.

I know I should have left earlier

Been better organized, sometimes you hate hindsight.

A horn blasts out frustration

A voice is heard, anger mounts as time goes by

A mother two cars across looks at her baby

It’s visibly upset, I see her distress

My heart goes out to her

Inside I know there’s someone worse off than me.

It takes another hour to reach my exit

From there the traffic is well behaved

Flows as it should and I feel relief

When at last I’m in my street.


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2 Responses to FOWC with Fandango — Traffic

  1. Fandango says:

    We’ve all been there.

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