You clear the trees and you shape the curves,
You built the roads and you fill its serves,
You put up traffic lights and you tight the eyes,
You buy the car and you crash its lights,
You clean it and you walk on it,
You dump on it and you smell it,
You dig it and you drive on it,
You neglect it and rain fills it,
You mock it and you get splashed,
You huddle it and puddles get clashed!
Topic(s) of this poem: roads