(The Sri Lankan Driving Experience)

Giant bus, up my arse,
SUV on top of me;
Moto GP next to me,
starring Mr. Pee Vee Flea.

Look, look! Tuk tuk!
Trying to poke in every nook.
Tuk tuk, ‘Fool of a Took!’
stirring Balrog amidst the smog.

Road rage, savage;
only wreckage to salvage.

Somehow, there’s a cow,
an entire herd, in tow;
buffalo, what’d you know!
Weaving through the ebb and flow.
Horns blare, tempers flare
lunch steak, very rare!
Unperturbed, bovine;
serenity, divine.
Cattle vs. cattle;
there’s no winning this battle.

Tipper truck, carrying muck,
driven by a royal schmuck;
little man, thinks he can,
behind the wheel of a monster steel.

Forge ahead, at what cost?
people dead, lives lost.

Traffic traffic; manic panic!
of the State, of the Nation;
violation violation!
Degradation of the human condition.
No consideration or appreciation;
only instant gratification.
No imagination or inspiration
for rebellion or revolution.
Carry on, carrion!
Follow on, Follow on.

Blood; runs; through my veins.

Blood; runs; through my veins.
Just like yours; just like yours.
You and I are quite the same;
heart and brain, heart and brain.

Remove my skin; what’s within
Flesh, muscle, sinew, bones.
Cut me; see? How my blood flows?
Just like yours; just like yours.

Why, why, these human laws?
To what avail, these human wars?
We are what we are; full of flaws.
Take pause; take pause.

Mother Nature; wrath unleash
Earth, water, wind and fire!
Death, destruction;
funeral pyre.

The mighty universe traverse,
with no gravity to this earth.
How miniscule our tiny lives!
A fraction in Time, to try to thrive…

Wasted, wasted; annihilated!
When dawning comes, it will be dated;
too late, and suffocated.
The human race, intimidated;
Permeated by hatred.

Blood; runs; through my veins.
Just like yours; just like yours.
Stained skeins; just remains
of vain and greedy human gain.

Getting it Together; the daily trials of staying sane

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