When The Monkey Drives Poem by Rob G. Gifford

when living in the fast lane
you better hope they let you over when the fuel runs out
'cause they will run your a** over man
just like you did whenever someone got in the way
don't weep if the serpent you embrace strikes at you with venomous results
insanity makes the same mistakes expecting a different outcome
if it burns you take your hand out of the fire
don't wait for it to go out
when the storms of life blind the road ahead
don't let the monkey drive
like a head on crash you never seen coming
it will pin you inside the wreckage of the man you used to be
and the slow old lady you ran off the road will pass you bye
like the turtle and the rabbit baby
it's a hellride when the monkey drives
it's not the destination, it's the journey
just hang on and don't look back for fear of seeing what you've missed
it's a hellride when the monkey drives