The street en masse
Against the insistent
Blinking red-lit hand
Defying law and a
Drove of cars
It started with a single man
Stepping out
With stride that made us
All believe
He had done this previous
Three more followed
Carpe momentum
Trusting only in his
Confident
Savoir faire
Then
As one
We joined the rank
And filed
Together
From the curb
A vulnerable stream
Daring the growling
Alloy horde
Propelled by our insurrection
Made faster by
Midwestern guilt
We leaped triumphant
To the walk
Carrying a quiet
Victory song
