I Won'T Stop Poem by Paul Reed

I ride two-wheeled around the place
With my hi-viz vest and helmet atop
I swerve the torrid rush hour race
For I'm not one who has to stop

I won't halt at traffic light request
And all engines with my pedals outscore
For they are merely second best
The queues I just ignore

The red lights glow for others
But not for the chosen biking few
They cars stop, they are not my brothers
I just freewheel straight on through

The rules of the road weren't made for me
They're not relevant, they don't apply
I am a quite separate breed, you see
And I just go sailing on by

I apply the same rules when on foot
I won't wait in a straggly line
Not for me the tedious rut
The blistered feet or creaky spine

So make way, you drivers and waiters
Your courteous progress I disavow
We are the unruly ‘wait in line' haters
To the impatient cyclist, take a bow