The only alien around Poem

Attentively observing hasty movers haul by
...on the tireless dualway
Engaged vehicles of varied resonation
...race to dominate the passing day

White, red, blue, black, silver
...tires swooshingly pass in all directions

I am - it seems, the only alien around
...as wheels, feet, drivers and riders woosh busily by

Humans naturally without fail - rushy
Big wheelers, sedans, enormous cranes
...all buzzingly roll to their intended destiny

The sidewalks traffic wakes-up too
Pedestrians again work their suited shoes
It's the mad routine morning rush

...scrambling laborers to the job gush

The normal daily wheels and feet show
Silently I stood - watching low

Gears shifting and fuel flowing
...brakes noticeably absent

...all are indeed ongoing

...thus, I've moved quietly and peacefully above the fray

Dennis Dames Island Treasure Poetry