What happened?

this isnt a poem its more like a structured chain of observationnal thoughts

Author's Note

What goes into making a car nowadays
Is it the thrill of driving
The excitement of the roar
The freedom of a fishtale
The adrenaline of a redline

Not any more

This age its about hybrid this
Economic that
A v8 reduced to 6
Traction control
Automatic transmissions

Back in the day

It was brute power
Slick tires
Tough durability

The present we live in

It's "revolutionary" saving
Special tires
Plastic reenforced

That's not all bad
But what happened to the thrill
The reason we drive out to the track
Every weekend
The reason we love cars
The soul that we put into them
It seems
No-one wants that
They want the prius or civic
Over
The 79' mopar
The 72' camaro z28
The new
2011 charger
2012 camaro rss
They don't have it
That special trait
Over the years
They lost it
Its gone
They bent under pressure
They went with the change
They lost that original feeling
That their ancestors still have

Reviews

[Emunah June.]

I agree 100 percent with this poem. It really speaks to me, just like your other pieces. :)

[Harley (arbiter)]

Thank you!!