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Poetry: Dutch Traffic (Free form)

“Look where you’re going,” I said in my mind,
“What’s the problem anyway with your kind?
Sometimes it seems that all of you are blind?
Your manners in traffic quite odd I find.
It’s like the whole world is for you designed.

Why don’t you ever look where you’re heading?
You’re not in a hurry for a wedding!
But it is those people who trolleys use,
that mostly the system seem to abuse.

Somehow in stores you’re always in my way.
I do not even know what could I say,
other than it’s bugging me every day.

More awareness to your surroundings is
the only thing I beg from you with this.

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