In traffic jams,
The lights turned red,
The vehicles standing bumper to bumper,
Pedestrians with nowhere to go,
Make a lead into,
Ambulance wailing,
Flashing and making inroads,
I can see, I can feel,
What life has become,
How much busy and fast,
Artificial and mechanical
And commercial in our relations!
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