Rubberneck faster already

Traffic slows to a crawl
Three lanes wide
Rush hour chaos ensues

Some cuss wildly at being late for work
Some sing praises that work will be delayed
Others still, pray for those involved in what us surely a bad wreck

Slowly we creep closer
Flashing lights on the horizon appear to confirm the worst
Then as we approach

All becomes clear
Someone is getting a ticket?
Really? REALLY?

All that to watch someone in the side if the road getting a ticket
Sometimes I despair

Thank God I’m not consumed with rage anymore
But stupidity still confounds me beyond reason
Rubberneck at full speed people, life is better that way


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