Road Rage

Road Rage

Chariots of steel roar with rage

Morons of the Tarmacadam

Dice and jostle in a deadly duel

The prize? To be in front.

The macho ego drowns good sense

Testosterone is a deadly fuel

No quarter asked of ever given

Fists of fury in corrupted Makaton

Wave gladiatorial defiance to the foe.

So, the rush to end the mortal coil

Is fully joined as the battle reaches dizzy heights.

Here in my mobile bath chair

I watch and wonder.

Sitting pretty I leave the pointless combat

To those of little brain.