Pedestrian Brake Pads

Fresh out of the box, not a scratch, not a scuff,
Soles lined like a road, rubber sturdy and tough.
The laces, a map winding snug through each eye,
And a glint in the leather like a wink to the sky.

These are my brake pads, my feet’s brand new shield,
From gravel to gum spots on pavement concealed.
They grip where I pause, anchor me where I stand,
And tap out the beat as I stroll through this land.

The world's a vast highway, each step finds its track—
Stopping on street corners, ready to back.
With a pivot, a twirl, on curbsides I skate,
With traction, reaction, I modulate fate.

Oh, how they soften the rush of the street,
Whisper with friction, absorbing each beat.
In city lights dancing, my brakes keep me bound,
Yet free to keep strolling, exploring the ground.

So cheers to these shoes and the journeys ahead,
To miles unwinding, to sidewalks well-tread.
For in each step, they hold fast, they don't fade—
These new pedestrian brake pads, perfectly made.