By Ian Hochberg
The week was long,
And by Saturday afternoon I was so tired
That I ran a red light, totally unaware of what I had done,
Until I checked my voice messages to find
An unknown citizen informed me
Of my violation. They had gotten my phone number from
The signs on my work truck after witnessing what happened.
I remembered the suffering I caused others… And the same I have received.
To the person who felt they had reason to report me, to all of us who lash out, feeling justified doing so…
We all run the red lights in our lives,
are doing our best
And deserve to be treated
As if this were true.