The Motorcade(Song) Poem by Theorem The Truth Serum

Sitting on the concrete
Watching the cars go by
Waiting in line for no attraction
Thinking about all their distractions
I feel the wind nudging me
Dissolving all of my heat
Bring in the cold
Going through to touch every bone

I sit and wait
As I watch the motorcade
Wondering when I will jump in
And be apart of the deep end
Broken down, running late
On the side of the road
We decimate

Rushing wind tornadoes
Passing by at the speed of light
in a 25 mile an hour zone
Wishing that I was home
The sky is conflicted like me
As the day fades into night slowly

I sit and wait
As I watch the motorcade
Wondering when I will jump in
And be apart of the deep end
Broken down, running late
On the side of the road
We decimate