Poet of Everday

Daily Poetry 0205'22

On a road trip, an unexpected planned trip,
As we go on weals, I fell asleep,
As we go on, I watched the moving trees, the changing sceneries, the hanging bridges on top of the highway, the group of house clusters at the sides of the highway, the plotted land for the deceased at the side below the highway, the small upturned hills that becomes a scenery on its own in this highway,

I watched the planted trees inside the sides of the highway, those trees are the result of what man thought to do, they let it grow, they position it carelessly, they leave it alone, maybe those trees have a group of humans that have a job of watering them, or maybe the human just let them wait for water to come,
Some of the trees bore fruits, I've wondered did their seeds bore another child for the community, or did it die in germination without the nutrition it needs,

I do have an idea, why plants are there,
Maybe it's a decoration, because I saw blooming flowers and they are pretty,
But, I lean more to, the function of plants that absorb CO2, and release O2 to the air, but will it be enough to balance the fair, when I see the results, I know it's not fair,

Trapped, got into a traffic, from all directions the wheels try to move, pushing each other, pushing their own wills first, we kept moving, some just waited until stagnating,
Tight road, some even tries to go to our road, courage from experience makes them so gambling, pushing through without caring, some don't have any choice to kept waiting, they stacked until a long line was pulled,

Go back, trapped into a traffic,
Sad reality, now late for the gathering, late for the eating, bad mood between, can't do anything,
Should have act on the foreboding, should have activated a much more conscious perception, should have made a strategy in the rumination,
Lesson learned, now have to endure the process of waiting,
Lesson learned, check again and make another path,
Lesson learned, should have asked person familiar to the path,