(Seriously, why do so many people lose their minds when the weather turns? It’s the opposite of what one should do on the road.)
As rain falls in powerful sheets.
All the idiots with cars enter the streets.
Acting like nothing can get in their way.
And they see this weather as their time to play.
Slow movers crawl from home and from work.
Stifling cars that move with quick jerks.
Stopping at every light that they find.
Spiraling you out of your frustrated mind.
Speeders are out and they pose a great threat.
Skidding out of the fog that makes the road wet.
Stop signs and lights are ignored as they roar.
Some come very close to hitting your door.
Heart attacks near when some change with no lights.
Hiding in gloom that turns days into nights.
How lucky are you to see one of them weaving.
Hope your wife is ready to be left grieving.
One truck is enough for you on this trip.
On wheels that launch water that cracks like a whip.
Once the tractor is swerving you are in a bad place.
Only choice you now have is to say final grace.
Last stretch of the road is appearing ahead.
Looks like the sky is turning blood red.
Little change in the cars that you find yourself near.
Lunkheads and psychos that you have reason to fear.
Every storm brings out the worst of the pack.
Enjoying the weather as if on a closed track.
Easing into your driveway with all your nerves bent.
Exit your car and ignore that new dent.