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Up Ahead

by David Pekrul
copyright 05-07-2005

Age Rating: 10 +

Up ahead…..the traffic has slowed to a halt,
but it’s not rush-hour,
it’s the middle of the day.

Up ahead…..lights flash, sirens wail,
as one person stands by the side of the road
in shock and covered in blood,
while another paces,

Up ahead….. drivers stretch their necks to get a good look,
showing no concern, no emotion,
trying to catch a glimpse,
a sick ‘blood sport’,
just entertainment.

Up ahead…..a mother cries,
her son dying in her arms,
one driver with too much to drink,
the other with a family destroyed,
and the traffic passes by slowly,
uncaring, just looking for a good show.

Up ahead… could have been you,
or a loved one,
a friend or companion,
someone dear.

Up ahead…..they would look you over
to see what had happened,
enjoying the spectacle.

Up ahead…..please keep driving,
and let the emergency crews do their work,
instead of trying to catch a glance.

Just pray for the victims as you pass by.

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        05-08-2005     Anthony Lane Stahlhut        

I'm not sure what to say. This is written in a strange form, yet it fits to tell about this subject. Don't get me wrong, this is a great poem! So true to today's life scenario. I'm guilty...I've looked and I've prayed. I have even been the one the others were looking at. Your words here cut deep and I can only hope some will hear what you are saying! Great write, Anthony

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