A drag in time
the drift in seasons
A sprint towards success
In this circuit of life
Shift on the ready
with the well timed clutch.
Halted by the Red light
In amber of thoughts
As the raving engines growl
Left behind is a glowing green light
Wailing sirens fill the airy atmosphere
”Pull over” met by a “catch me if you can” response.
Age being but the checkpoints
A bump or two let them not derail us
Speeding past it all
Screeching tires with a smoky after burn
Everything still intact despite the road rage
All but mechanism of human as a race.
George Githunguri
Falcon Put Redemption 