Green for go, he muttered
Eager to surge forward
Praying the lunatic in front
Wasn’t turning right
Is this what it has come to?
The whole world grinding to a halt
Impatiently waiting for a green light
How would we cope
If every light in the world
Stuck on amber
Or even red?
Like footballers,
Would we be re-programmed
To react to a whistle instead?