Crossing the Street

Nowadays I look both ways before crossing the street

Instead of flying into traffic

Like I used to do.

I swear

You can only get run over so many times

Metaphorically speaking

Until you wise up

Or die.

I guess I learned caution

The hard way because

Standing in front of oncoming cars

Was who I was

Metaphorically speaking.

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