Partial Pothole Patching

 

I know we complain a lot

And often with just reason

But for a long time now

We’ve endured pothole season.

We know that they are many

There are all over the place,

I have seen no favouritism

No not even a political trace.

There are close to big-up places

On the ABC highway as well,

Even VIP’s are suffering

As I have heard a few of them tell.

But perhaps someone is saying

“Tell us something new,

Enough of the pothole problem

Enough of the pothole blues.”

 

At least they’re trying to patch them

Let’s give them a chance

And if you can’t handle it

Take a trip to France.

Perhaps then you’ll appreciate

What we have ‘bout here,

Barbados is not the worst

Of that you should have no fear.

Some are too critical

And they never see the gains,

They complain when it’s sunny

And they fret up about the rain.

There is no pleasing them

Because they are too fretful,

Regardless of how good it gets

They will still be miserable.”

Please, please, give me a break,

Potholes is not my issue,

Just stop passing judgment

And with you I’ll share my view.

  

I have noticed here of lately

An interesting phenomenon,

It is how the road works people

Treat to the pothole problem.

 

I can see some effort

For that I give them praise

But there is a peculiar matter

That I cannot help but raise.

You are driving along a road

And it’s relatively smooth

Then all of a sudden

The car drops into a groove.

    

You notice the holes are patched

Except for one or two,

Do not tell me it’s an oversight

Its size must bring it into view.

This is a regular occurrence

Like there’s a special purpose,

The only one I can see, however

Is that we like to hear a fuss.

This partial pothole patching

Is certainly something new,

I have never seen it like this before

And I know you know that too.

Next time you drop in a hole

Stop and check around you

And if you see the road is patched

You’ll see what I said is true.

Stewart Russell © March 2018