“For Heaven’s Sake” – distracted driving poem
I think it’s so bizarre. These people texting in their moving cars. It’s like they don’t even know It’s them who deliver the fatal blow To pedestrians and drivers alike And those unfortunate souls on their bikes I mean, I know it’s tempting To look at your phone When you’re out on the road But is that glance worth it If it prevents someone from growing old? 4000 teens lose their lives in crashes each year This is wholly unacceptable Do I make myself clear? Day or night It’s just not right But these cowards know they are out of sight About 11 teens die every day in collisions All because of impulsive decisions What is more important than a human life? For me at least, nothing comes to mind A heart stopped because you couldn’t look at the road What an awful, tragic, way to go Lives end because of distracted driving Shattered bumpers and loved ones crying How is it worth it? The answer is, it’s not Distracted driving has got to stop Would you do it if you knew it meant you would never see your parents again? That they would never see you again? Do you think you would still do it then? How about we all exercise the wonder that is patience Gosh I would be so incredibly gracious Hear that ring ring or buzz buzz and just take a breath Eyes on the road Give it a rest If it’s really that urgent Pull over you jerk It’s not rocket science And it’s a method that works Parents, teach your children Teens, teach your friends Then maybe these dangerous practices will come to an end Educate others with what you know Lead by example And the deaths will go Common sense Integrity Willpower Admirable things distracted drivers don’t possess Something that they have really ought to address To help them get started, we’ll give them some advice… The only thing you are supposed to do on the road is drive Because for heaven’s sake there are lives on the line!
This poem is meant to criticize those that are culprits of distracted driving as well as scare people into abandoning their currents distracted driving habits. I knew I wanted to craft my poem in a colloquial voice – something easy to understand and leaving no room for ambiguity or different interpretations. This is meant to imitate the issue of distracted driving itself. There should be no ambiguity or blurred lines about when it it acceptable to drive with distractions. It is never acceptable. It is sad to me that people only learn of it’s devastating impacts when it is too late and directly affects them. This is what I want my poem to change. I want people to be aware of the seriousness of this issue before something happens to them. I am rather harsh in some lines when I demand that people “give it a rest” and say that distracted drivers lack “willpower” and “integrity.” This is intentional. I want to get right up in people’s faces and give them a news flash. I want them to reevaluate their character. If having willpower and integrity is something they value, then, well, they better rethink their distracted driving habits. I do not say these things to be mean or bossy. I solely want to get under people’s skin so that they make changes in their lives for the better. I also want people reading the poem that are not guilty of distracted driving to realize that they have actions to take as well. They need to lead by example, and educate those around them. It doesn’t matter if teaching safe practices will potentially damage their reputation or make them “uncool.” It is the right thing to do, and the ripple effect has the capacity to be quite effective. This is what my piece is all about.