I live in a city

I have to take on my commute

I fought it as long as I could

But I have to do what most adults have to do

So I sit in my vehicle and play this game 

A different type of Red Rover

One that we don’t hold hands

Let alone let others in the lane

I like to think that there’s an etiquette to driving

Everyone’s rushing to get to where they need to be

Desperately bumper to bumper

There aren’t any signs of courtesies

No one wants to give up an inch of a road that doesn’t even belong to them

What a mirror to life that is

We are all heading in the same direction

Does it matter if I let two, three, or even four cars ahead of me...

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