William Sinclair Manson's poetry

If I was the moon I'd shine on your path take care of the evil give them my wrath. If I was the sea I would carry you for miles protect you from sharks drown in your smiles. If I was God I would forgive all sinners force mankind to love make everyone winners. If I was rich I would buy you flowers give money to the poor with champagne and showers. If I was telepathic I would read your mind root out all your despair and make negativity kind. If I was an insect I would probably be a busy wee ant scrounging and free.. If I was an animal I would like to be a roaring Lion fearing me. If I was a car I would be very fast leaving the dust behind me having a blast. If I was a bird I would soar in the sky enjoy all the views and people passing by. If I was a horse I would run forever then eat hay at night to be proud and clever. If I was a ship I would be on a cruise lap up the sun enjoying the booze! If I was the sun I would shine on all of you...

The road was long and boring nothing but fields to view on a monotonous dreary road have an energy drink, maybe a few. Driving in a concentrated state your mind is always alert things can happen suddenly you have to be an expert. Animals or kids can pop out from anywhere no matter how fast your going always take care. Still the road is mundane wary to change your disc another driver putting on makeup this ads to the risk. Watch carefully in your mirror be patient with other cruisers people who have road rage are mostly all losers. Dangerous driving can kill because you don't concentrate! better being safe than sorry before it is too late. Keep your speed to a minimum when nearing any schools children come out excited they don't care about the rules. For some driving is a living but for many its a to b stick to the highway code its there for all to see. At the end of the day your in a "killing" machine but with careful, safe driving you will always be...

  Late again what will I do? Traffic held up another long queue glance at your watch nerves uptight engine overheating something not right. The car Crawling slowly legs stiff and sore radio blaring in and out of the door. Clutch up clutch down brake foot numb shouting and screaming no nails on their thumb. stop start stop start will it ever end? wondering how long the queue will extend. cyclists passing cars smiling on their way extending happy greetings "have a lovely day" Anger on faces swearing under your breath tooting horns in madness fate worse than death. No chance of repeating this tomorrow my nerves won't take the strain another way I have to go in fact I'll take the train. Here at work, late again the office stands at ease the boss looks over his glasses "come to my office Please" trying to explain is hopeless as usual it falls on deaf ears traffic jams are unnerving. TRAFFIC JAMS.