Jul 14, 2010

Traffic Light God

Prayer to the traffic light god

Traffic light god, traffic light god
Why, why, why?
Do you have any idea
what I could do
with, my, time?

I could be curing cancer,
proving a theorem,
I could be hugging a friend.
Instead I find myself
stuck here with you

Tonight I just want to get home.
The party was grand,
but it had to come to an end.
I knew all along,
that you’d be here
when I left my friends.

Traffic light god, traffic light god
Why, why, why?
Don't you think it's queer,
that with no one near
I sit here
behind, this, line?

It’s such a farce,
I know it’s safe.
It is safe but then,
I don’t want to meet
any of your
armed clergymen.

I’ll sit here,
and get home
I’ll submit to your demands.
I’m not giving you a penny of tithe
but I’m giving you unearned time
as per your command.

Traffic light god, traffic light god
WHY, Why, why?
You build a wall,
that I can't see.
What are you doing to me?

Or maybe it’s not you,
that I should blame.
You just sit there and stare.
It is me
that’s living free,
except when I see your red glare.

Are you broken?
It’s been a while.
and you’re still asking for more.
I’m sorry I must,
bid you ado.
I’m pushing my other petal toward the floor.

by Daniel Tobas


Daniel Tobas said...

Glad you like the poem.

OneF said...

Thanks for letting us keep it up here!