How many roads?

Stop! Sharp curves ahead,
First it was family,
then money,
finally it was me!

Caution! Pedestrian crossing,
She says they’re all friends,
But judging by the time she spends,
Subtle signals she sends!

Go slow! School ahead,
I’m a bad influence for my daughter,
With all the gifts I bought her,
I’m silent, led meekly to slaughter!

Stop for the red light,
I don’t get a chance to say,
Our marriage, she regrets the day,
And leaving me shattered, she walks away!

Enough!
This time, it’s my way or the highway!

-Aviv nair
2/7/2008