Killing Butterflies Poem by Leopoldo Banda

KILLING BUTTERFLIES.

I went for a drive the other day and while I was driving away from home I ran through this swarm of butterflies.
And that's when I decided that maybe I didn't want to be a writer.
And that maybe I'll never be who I want to be.
And it wouldn't be so bad.
That's when I decided to kill all those butterflies.
When I could've turn the wheel or even just stopped the car.
Because weirdly enough, the street was empty except for me and those soon to be dead butterflies.