No Driver Poem by Barry Middleton

I treated my life like a self driving car
it went where it wanted to go
it took all the turns at a very high speed
it truly did go with the flow

its computer was broken from what I could tell
it careened on a lunatic flight
but the journey will eventually come to an end
‘cause that car's gonna wreck some night

or I may take the wheel and yet try to steer
I fear there's a cliff up ahead
I'll slam on the breaks and then spin the wheel
even then I may yet end up dead