The After Effects Of A Speeding Driver - Poem by Daniel Adams
Bombing on at 60 not thinking of the limit
Going at double speed aint gonna hurt nobody is it?
Well if you think it once then you should rethink it twice,
Damage to your bumper aint going to be nice.
Broken leg, broken arm, broken skull or spine.
You could hit one person and you could end up hurting nine.
For losing a loved one to a speeding car,
Causes pain and sadness unmeasurable by far.
Alone at night when your head works around it,
The what-ifs, the maybe's and a candle that's been lit.
You think of how different many lives could have been.
If he was wearing something bright he may have been seen.
Or was it the fact he was seen and yet left,
To die by the roadside alone and scared.
Across the town a woman cried,
To the fact that her little man had died.
A broken body was carried on home,
To rest in the lounge in which he had grown.
We all saw the pain etched on his mothers face,
A look which my memory never will erase.
A funeral cart carried him forth,
Across the threshold where he'd grown so tall.
We all knew that life is far to short,
One minute you can have everything, then nothing at all.
Saving Speed Saves Lives
I miss you x
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