Don’t Text and Drive
Don’t text and drive If you want to stay alive. Put down the phone And you’ll make it home. Your mother is waiting, Contemplating What could be taking you so long. But there is something she does not know. That last text you sent pushed you to and fro. Into the other lane you went Head on collision your car was bent. By the semi, it toppled over Your mother’s sweet baby smashed by fate Of that great big semi your small car ate. The sound of people running to your baby’s side If she put down that phone she might have survived. And on that note I would like to quote A few good words From those wise nerds. Most teens think texting’s a sport But in a mothers eyes, it’s nothing of the sort. And so this poem goes to show Get off your phone, it’s not your time to go. Turn it on silent while you drive Your mother wants you home and to see you alive.
Growing up with my grandmother and mother, I got to see a lot of different driving techniques. From smoking to taking calls to even taking a drink of pop I have seen many different distracting and dangerous acts I thought were okay. As I got older I realized what was wrong with those things. I would watch endless PSA’s on what not to do while driving, I would find many of them everyday occurrences by my family. I believe no person should be distracted by anything while driving, but human nature has a way of killing. Looking down for a second to check your phone could kill a child in a crosswalk or hitting another car ahead of you, putting you or the other person in a hospital. The world is a dangerous place and the reason to write things like this is to keep the world aware of the things that go around them. Keep your eyes forward and your hands on the wheel.