Who are they that pass me by
Windswept, smiling on their way
Some are happy others grim
To work or maybe to the gym.

Traffic build up anger breaks
Got no patience give or take
carry over nervous tension
Building up your hypertension.

Is this how your day begins
Toss that coin see how it spins
Turn that humour on its head
Next time you get out of bed.

J. Poet 7 ( @wordverse.me )