The flares on the road are bright red and I can see the accident just up ahead. A little boy, two or three and a girl, just seventeen; killed by a drunk man in a big blue car going at hight speeds, not realizing how he went this far. The kids are gone but the man survived and he must live, though he, too, has somewhat died.
Sensitive and caring person you must be. A good rendition upon an often realistic scene. Its short, to the point and very good read... I like it..Yes, often in this life someone else has to pay a high price so someone else can gain a little understanding..God Understands james david
Your poem, though disheartening, is definitely a success. It tumbles the reader into reflection. Perhaps in the reading, it will induce more of us to take up a stronger voice against such a tragic and deadly consequence. Thank you for sharing this one here.