The Crash

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It's a quiet night
when the roads are clear
one car drives in the wrong lane
and meets another.

The squeal of skidding wheels
the crash of two cars
the screams of the passengers
and then the silence of death.

Now a father
kneels in front of a bed
a bed that holds his son
and prays for his life.

As the doctor walks in
the father looks up in hope
but the doctor just shakes his head
and the father begins to weep

A man standing outside a room
calling his best friends parents
calling to tell them of their daughter
who died on scene.

So as the news crew crowd in
the father weeps
the man falls on an empty bench
with his head in his hands

And fate is thick all around them.





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