i told him but he didn't listen
no one listens to me
i am higher above them but they only tolerate me
i tell them to slow down but they merely speed up
some have completely ignored me entirely
i have seen countless accidents from atop my pedestal
some are reckless and some are not at at all to blame
but in the shroud of rain and snow, no one is safe
the street i patrol never settles
and though i may speak and tell them all to stop
there's always the possibility that someone won't
undermining me and making me disappointed
who ever listens?
not the hoodie-wearing man who just ran across the street
he doesn't care that my sign glows red
the crimson hand and ticking numbers
they do not control him
instead they urge him forward
he hurries forward, waddling as lights illuminate his mistake
and his put-up hood does not allow him to see
he is blind
but i am not
i tried to help him, to warn him
but no ever listens