Sunset on the Cracked Road

As we all drive down the drowsy street

filled with cracked concrete and old, dirty sidewalks,

barred up apartments and old cigarettes 

many of which will outlive the people who smoked them

Our cars roadblock us from each other

other than through the window or per carpool 

my car is blue, the color that the sky used to be 

The blanket over our sky is hazy and fogged

I can see factories with smoke and pollution, adding more gray to the atmosphere

like we need more, hence each vehicle has its own carbon monoxide in their oxygen mixture

but even if the dark night remains, there are still stars

North exerting its power in the sky, holding its place, advocating which many cars can’t do 

only some people honk their horns, but the rest are still having to overcome their emotions 

the rain on the streets is pouring into the drains, blurring our windshields 

open shops lining the road, only a few lit up with lights

we are all just cars on the road, and there will be speed bumps, and potholes 

but there are also street lights that can help light the way on your trip through the winding roads 

maybe that's as cheesy as the cheeseburgers from that drive-thru McDonalds

but that is life, and we are all driving in it