My Poem While Stuck in a Five Hour Traffic Delay

Friday has come here at last
And my escape plan has been cast
Oh, the joy that comes with travel
As the week's stress starts to unravel

But, with a turn round the mountain
I soon see my misfortune
For I've just hurried to get in line
And where it begins there is not sign

Then, by and by, I find at large
That miles away someone is in charge
On the roadside parks an occassional truck
But, in reality we are all stuck

And, as the heat grows at the end of day
We are aimed up hill for a long, long way
As, too some stop for relief
Others turn around in disbelief

But, surely ahead the road will clear
And, I'll understand as I drive more near
Was there a crash with a fatality?
My Friday fun is failing to be

One person's judgment caused all of this?
And, now there's someone loved ones will miss
Then on another day traffic will stop
To let pass a procession who grieves and sobs

How many traveling have said a prayer
We're all involved and their burden we share
How can I not contemplate my own fate?
As I explain to loved ones why I'll be late

There's only one route for my destiny
And eventually there'll be rest for me
But, I see the reality that catastrophe
Would be a disaster for our entire valley

For everyday the traffic joins and jams
As commuters in autos snarl and cram
The convenience of cluster can make us feel lost
As the loss of family time pays a high cost

If ever there were no gasoline
Abandoned cars everywhere would be seen
The price of everything would increase
Gone would be convenience and our peace

We be pioneers to a new way of life
As we'd learn to overcome our day of strife
With competition for innovation
Pathways would open for new vocations

For I am certain patience would wear thin
And people would hunger for good things to win
When we work together, we can survive much
But, for now the traffic cleared and I am in luck

If you saw someone writing while driving a car
That was me writing poems till out came the moon and the stars