Egypt’s relationship with the car - a poetic reflection

In Egypt, the car appears Cleopatra’s successor;?

In Egypt, cars partition much land, number of lanes adjudged on the fly;

In Egypt, cars are driven as Hyksos’ horses are ridden;

In Egypt, cars, many mummified, outnumber parking spaces;

In Egypt, hooting is a language entrenched;

In Egypt, pedestrians and cars dance I-dare-you, da capo al coda;

In Egypt, number plates wear makeup foundation;

In Egypt, heavy traffic flows, without warranted traffic lights;

In Egypt, prayers are intersection controls, my traffic flow theory in ruins;

In Egypt, AI, AV, EV and the like, remain hieroglyphics;

In Egypt, car soot rewrites the Black Death, perhaps Cleopatra’s asp;

In Egypt, I ask, why is regression better than progression?