Driving down the interstate,
Jamming gears, tempting fate.
Smell of diesel fills the air,
Cars are darting, everywhere.
Crushing weight, steel collides,
Cut me off, jack knife slide.
Life is lost, at my expense,
A text message, your only defense.
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I would like to translate this poem
Brenda u r an amazing.poet well done