This traffic light flashes red and yellow, but never turns to go
Like life’s many mysteries whose answers you are expected, to know
learnt to swim in a pool, the water sits still and doesn’t flow.
Facing the river of life and strong currents, fighting, trying to stay afloat.
As The ticker tape road unwinds,
You realise your struggles are a little dot,
Amid the collective worries of a billion minds.
no point letting it go, keep your chin up even as the water is rising,
You’re a fighter,
Keep punching, keep fighting
Written 3rd June 2009 at a broken down traffic light on my way to work