"TAXI - DRIVER"

She had just landed from America,
Stepped into, my 80's Volkswagen,
Made that vintage car, a merry car,
She was like a dream folks work on,
But then, I was just, a taxi - driver,
Just a bloke, instructed to drive her.

From my driver seat,  I was drunk,
Drunk with what couldn't be mine,
Drunk driving was illegal, top rank, 
She was pure gold, out of the mine, 
But then, I was just, a taxi - driver,
She could never ever, ever be mine.

"Taxi - Driver"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha.




 

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