Right in the Midst of the labyrinth traffic during rush hour after closing from work I cursed and sworn with effusive rage Not knowing when this malaise would ever cease Traffic without reason is the order of the season Conscious of the different brands of exotic cars around the vicinity Recognizing the occupants have a telepathic experience with me Despite the luxury and comfort their different automobiles offer More so the thought of the much anticipated football match coming up later in the evening Swelled up like a rising wave within me Splashing the already wet land of a sinking mind Causing flood of frustrations to erode my level of restraint I look around again this time I see the pedestrians Surreally I became envious and jealous Discerning they had options despite having to walk Whilst I and other commuters were riveted for hours at the same spot It suddenly struck me that such is life You can’t always have it all There will al...