I live my life without a car
although I drove one, once.
And though I recommend this life,
I swear I’m not a dunce.
The task of driving wasted time,
creating empty life,
but now that time is up for use
and helps me combat strife.
I sometimes take a cab and talk
to drivers on the way.
And sometimes I just walk it out
and soak up sunny rays.
I sometimes take the bus and think
whatever thoughts I want.
And sometimes I go with my friends;
for burgers, we oft’ hunt.
The time I spend in transit, summed,
is more than with a car,
but if you look at how time’s spent
you’ll find mine stretches far.