Student Publishing Program ::

Angela D.

The Traffic Jam

Why is it that the people have barely

Any sympathy for the victims here?

There was an awful crash, but no one seems

To care about anything but themselves.

With ev’ry anxious car filled with anger,

Bumper to bumper, we could not be driving

With any less impatience or respect.

All anyone can think about is where

They are supposed to be at this moment.

How selfish we have already become;

For what we find important has nothing

To do with any accident at all -

The reason for the jam’s construction here.

The breaks were slammed, the hearts were pounding when

The tragic, sudden misfortune occurred.

When the sirens and flashing lights depart,

All we can do is hope and pray that all

Who are involved will soon be safe and sound -

But no one takes the time. Frustration turns

To speed; we rush to move on with our lives.