In the midst of traffic signals glowing red, yellow and green,
The jams coming to a standstill,
People stopped on,
Vehicles standing bumper to bumper.
I see the ambulance screeching,
Wailing and flashing,
Seeking for a way out
For the soul in distress,
Gasping for life.
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