that woke me up.
Enjoy ...
Respect
by Lyn Marinello
There is a great and older song
R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
Give me just a minute
I'll tell ya what it means to me
It's a process of existence
Best explained as a two-way street
No priority in direction
Or the height of the driver's seat
The difference does not exist
Between the tesla and the aged jalopy
The white lettered, red octagon
Is the only thing that'll stop me
I'll not fall victim to sporadic rage
Or by verbal shrapnel ever be harmed
I'll maintain my speed and space
I refuse to be overtly alarmed
Whether hit with a glancing blow
Or threatened with a blowing glance
I may occasionally be deterred
But I refuse to change my stance
This road does not belong to you
Vanity plates don't afford right of way
We are of equal import
Drive safe and have a lovely day
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