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Thursday, December 3, 2015

ROAD MASTER(poem by Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi)

The road masters are at it again
Mastering roads they don't own.
They don't master the way they eat
They don't master their appetite
They don't master their homes
They don't master their habitat.
They wheel wheels like their brains are on suspension
You'd see them in cities and towns
Steering like clowns high on heroine
Heroes of illicit drinks
Forgetting its never safe to drink and drive
When drunk, you never should drive.
They own the roads when high
Ready to drive 'all Nile'
Their lens tends to capture false pictures
Painting the roads, 'threads'
Cars become toys and should be treated such
Traffic rules like old piggy banks, be broken.
Stories that touches keeps breaking my heart
I no longer break my fast
For I dread the sour taste of tales on Breaking News especially at Ten
"Twenty dead, ten limbs gone
Two months old crushed by a fallen truck
Fuel tanker fell on a newly wedded couple".
Road mastering is well mastered
When traffic rules are duly obeyed
When safety measures are rightly weighed
Never kiss and tell ???!!!
Road mastering is for all, 'BIG WHEELS' and 'tiny tires', alike.

©Akinlade Oluwaseyifunmi Sky™ 2015.

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