M on: Traffic Rant

It's been over an hour I've been in traffic.

Trapped and helpless, I feel claustrophobic.

My thoughts are constricted, and beginning to become spastic.

I equate this to my life's Journey
To my strive and search for life's honey.

Not with greed but simply out of need.

Most times my search seems futile.

My failed efforts enough to make others senile.

But I tread and trod on,
I'm God's son,
And for that reason alone,
The battle is won.

Aluta Continua, Victoria ascerta.

M

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