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 always be situations like this

Where one despite driving a car would wish to walk

As it was for me my on that very day I didn’t mind the accompanying inconveniences

If I had no car because I wish I could walk.