Analysis of Blowout!

An aging tire.
Noticeably filled to expand,
With hot bloated air.
Hissing to ignore the sound of it.
Gloated by the driver.
To associate this sound,
As a sign to continue on.
Eventually explodes.
From a big blowout heard everywhere.

Leaving no one who witnesses,
The driver followed by many...
Not surprised at all.

Leaving no one to confess or honestly admit,
They went along on the trip to enjoy the ride.
Yet relieved they are,
To finally have a way to jump off.
And split in different directions quick.
Regardless if they may be resented.
And blamed to accuse,
For not staying to assist...
A blown out to age bloated flat tire,
Made to perform better than ever it was!
Yet later discover themselves victimized.
As bring opportunists and coattail riders,
Hoping to wish to share the glow...
Of the driver claiming to have abilities to fix,
Everything alone to prove it done.
Although the opposite they knew was true!

'I alone can fix anything!'

'Geeessshhh.
Just how big is that bullhorn?
Here we are miles away.
And we still can hear that nonsense made!
GOD?
WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO DESERVE THIS?'