Revving sounds of the motor exhausts
Deafening and irritating
Driving peace-lovers up the wall
Angry at how inconsiderate the young can be
Stop the noise and apathy
Don't mind if it's music
Unfortunately, nothing much can be done
It has become part of the daytime routines
Indifference rules the young blood
Moving in groups and hogging the streets
Unbearable menace of the lost and stubborn
Declaring absence of life and direction
Let me rest
Let me have my peace
Before the last tick of the clock declares
The end has come
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