Two looks, Too Late
Take the time, to look twice
Even if you’re feeling not so nice
There they could be, driving carefully
Enjoying the view, without a clue
But It is you, driving reckless
Here they come, brand new Harley
His name is Josh, Joshua Mcfarley
College grad, living largely
In an instance, you merge
Without thinking to look twice
Loud noises and all goes black,
The man you killed, you broke his back
Unresponsive, it’s all over
Could’ve been avoided with a just a look or two over the shoulder
This poem is about:
My community
My country
Our world