Bad 'Drivuh' Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You've got a nerve.
Throwing me out onto the curb.
I've been strapped to you,
With every twist and turn.
You didn't want to yield!
But you expected me to feel...
Your nonstop speed,
With sudden heartbreaks
You would drop!
Tired burns I earned from your screeching.
And gone ignored were each caution sign,
I'd pointed out to define the course we took!
You're a bad 'drivuh', bitch!
And after I thought about it...
I'm glad I hitch-hiked my way,
Without you on a new direction!
This road is much more rewarding.
And there's not one toll on my life,
I have to pay to reach where I need to go.