Modern poetry at the city gate

Many times, because

Traffic jams

People and cars are like drunks

Police, for

These ants are like people and cars

There is nothing you can do

Idle people are here to watch the scenery

Busy people, some are busy changing their routes

< p> There was some chaos

One hour passed

Two hours passed

Time, like a retained guest

Trucks, buses

Isuzu, vans

Trucks, bicycles

Motorcycles, trolleys

Tractors, long-distance buses

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Trucks, trailers

Cars crowding cars

Cars bumping into cars

Cars brushing against cars

Cars touching each other Car

There is a car in front of the car and a car behind the car

You cannot drive forward

People pushing carts

People driving< /p>

People in cars

People on bicycles

There are people in front of them and people behind them

No one can move forward

The world is here

Loss of order

People fighting together

Cars and cars are wasting together

People and people The car was helpless together

The unique city gate was silent

Many times

A nightmare

Because I had to rush home

But I couldn’t get out of the city

It seemed like I was under a spell

I was sweating profusely

The people inside

Desperately trying to get out

People outside

Desperately trying to get in

You won’t let me

I won’t let you

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On countless roads

The flow of people like spring water

All gathered here

It only took a moment to become one

Sea of ??people

People and cars are drowning