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


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