Perhaps the most underrated job,
Is taking a walk to the bus stop,
People moving so fast,
Outsiders wonder at why they(themselves) flop.
The movement so sublime,
Evening traffic is at its prime.
People give vent to their frustration,
Fill the air with boisterous mirth (by horning).
There is no time to stop and think,
Such a lapse could bring you to the brink,
Who would think the tiniest infringement,
Would end up being a crime?
Of missing a bus oh so infrequent!!!
Limited by all of the above,
I hustle and jostle,
Without realizing that there is another,
With similar limitations coming opposite
CRASH!!! In a mild manner,
Oh GOD!!! I think I broke my watch!!!
With no time to stop and watch,
I am left alone with a broken watch…