Nothing To Prove.

Goldfinch60



There I was driving along the road,

As I looked ahead I saw it,

I saw the Ferrari,

The dream car of so many.

It was just driving along

In amongst the traffic.

We approached the place,

The place where the road widened.

I thought right let’s see it go

Expecting it to overtake all cars in front.

But no it just sat in the line of traffic,

Just doing sixty mile and hour

Like the rest of us.

It then came to me

With a car like a Ferrari

You do not need to show off,

You know it can beat them all,

So in that driver’s mind,

He knew he had nothing to prove.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 18th, 2021 00:59
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    Good write Gold. It becomes tiresome if a fast car or motorbike roars past us just to show off, on the road, or while we're walking along the path.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi, very true.

      Andy

    • dusk arising

      Other than on a race track those supercars have never attracted me. Yes the original Lamborghini Miura in 69 had beautiful lines which were soon lost as it was 'bettered' by later models.
      I'm happy with my old Mercedes estate which will go fast if i want it to but these days i'm more interested in getting high MPG than speeding.
      They do look add and out of place among normal cars and I do agree that I expect them to be driven with pace and a show of accelleration. Why I wonder?

      • Goldfinch60

        The car that I have always liked have been the Aston Martins, never been in one but if you have £147,000 pound going spare perhaps you could buy me one da.😁

        I thought it was very strange that he did not overtake the other cars, it would have been easy to do so with safety on that stretch of road.

        Andy

      • Accidental Poet

        Resisting the urge to unleash the beast is a master in control. Something Jeckal and Hide could never come to terms with. Well penned Andy. ; )

        • Goldfinch60

          Very true AP, he was mastering himself within his glory.

          Andy

        • L. B. Mek

          insightful observations Andy,
          indeed, what most colours the perception we have for others
          is our projection of what we assume
          we would be like, in their shoes..
          but like the bequeathed wisdom of our ancestral teachings
          until we've walked in the other persons shoes
          we can not judge, merely: speculate...
          or in more accessibly palatable: biblical terminology
          'Thou hypocrite, first cast out the beam
          out of thine own eye; and then shalt thou
          see clearly to cast out the mote
          out of thy brother's (&/or sisters) eye.'



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