ROLL 'EM DOWN

ROLL ‘EM DOWN
the rain had finally stopped
after nearly two months
and the sun was coming out in full brilliance
the temperature was perfect
75 degrees F
and the clouds moved lazily across the sky
but still the people
many of them, anyway
still they kept their car windows up
locked tight in their climate controlled environment
keeping out the fresh air
the beautiful day
refusing to be touched by mother nature
and it was always the wealthier people
the ones in Mercedes or BMWs
who practiced this absurdity
while the old boys in their Silverados
the poor families in their Dodge caravans
or the teenagers in their broken Fords
they drove around with big smiles
lapping up the sun
the wind washing their faces
seeming to have not a care in the world