Busy cities, packed highways, dense crosswalks,
Flowing seamless everyday.
People are nice, people are sly, everyone who talks,
Choosing selfish pathways.
How is it that this system performs,
By accumulating paths forming streets,
To what standards do these roads conform,
Do they care for whats carrying their feet?
Philosophers wonder, why comply,
Opportunist ponder, what to exploit.
Realist figured, unintentional design.
Offenders scheme, to what desire demands,
Victims accept, because they see no choice.
Some do care, clean the paths after them,
As the system only ask the bare,
Minimum— one doesn’t need all of them.
So it’s just there, a system to share.
Choose paths, you want to share.
Don’t mind the people, who are one sided to you.
Cross roads, look both ways fair.
Dense crosswalks, packed highways, busy cities through