Zane Lane Is Crazy Lane Poem by Christina C Sunrise

Zane Lane Is Crazy Lane



Why in the middle of morning America's morning commute
do drivers have to be afraid of the men in blue?
All cars come to a screeching stop
almost having fender benders because of a cop.
What is the payoff for one person getting a ticket
in the Zane Lane?
A cop causing accidents isn't that insane?
In New Jersey they all go with the speed of traffic—
and does the Zane lane apply?
I think we have to rethink what's important when we drive.
I think no police should give tickets over something that
has more potential to do every driver harm-
for if we are all one consciousness it's like cutting off
each other' right arm.
Let's put safety over righteousness once and for all
I think we will have a better day if we don't trip and fall.

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Written by Christina C Sunrise on January 29,2012
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Christina C Sunrise

Christina C Sunrise

Elizabeth, New Jersey
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