The Roadblock

Beep- I pressed the horn
The noise pollution affecting the ears
The headlights distracting the vision
The traffic jam didn't let us to our freedom

The darkest of hour
The urge to reach somewhere safe
The cold breezy weather providing you the support
The ways of sneaking and your useless efforts

Screaming at the traffic
You finally see a glimpse of the landslide
Which didn't affect the road
It did separate a family

The deaths of two and an orphan alive
The cry of that infant
The ignorance of people there
The disaster led him from a home to an orphanage

The feeling of doing something
But the actions blocked by the mind
Hope to see him somewhere safe in coming days
Driving past the scene with a selfish heart and mind!!