The Way I'M Being Led Poem by Adrian Cox

Middle of the road
I try to decide a way to be,
traffic light stuck on red
all roads signed 'no entry'

The roads are dangerous.
The flowers by the roadside
did not grow there,
Someone placed them.

I get in the right lane
its a one way system
there's no turning back.
Street lights are yellow
under a sky that's turned so black.

I can't believe it,
a magnificent traffic system
beyond my wildest dreams.

A multi-storey roundabout
is way on up ahead
and with the flow of traffic
its the way I'm being led.