Road Rage Transformed

He arrived at work each day
Tense and irritable,
Consumed by the loathing
Of the traffic he encountered
And the multitudes of people
Who were in his way.

Traffic jams
And roadway congestion
Were enough to drive him crazy,
Filling him with rage
At all the roadway strangers
Who hogged his lane.

How dare those others
Impede his progress
And interfere with
Where he wanted to go?
What right have they
To slow him down?

It always seemed
That no matter
Which lane he chose,
The other lanes
Moved faster,
Frustrating him completely.

Invariably there was someone,
Irritatingly slow
At responding
Once the traffic light
Turned green,
Leaving him seething.

Often he would arrive
Muttering under his breath
Cursing some highway person
Who probably
Didn’t even know
The he existed.

Then one day
He decided to relax
And take his time,
To observe the others on the road
And noticed how tense
They all seemed to be.

He realized that
He was seeing himself
In the faces of the others,
And gained awareness
Of just how ridiculous
He had been acting.

Suddenly there were
Millions of people
He no longer had to hate,
And he actually
Began to enjoy
Drive back and forth to work.

Look at all the
Free entertainment he had,
Why there was a road show
Every morning,
And every night
A human comedy played out.