the palm of your hand

Sabrina T

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Look carefully at the palm of your hand, at the ridges of the key to the shape of its mold The roads are not a maze for a wind-up toy car to navigate on its own, If you think you can simply turn the key and cruise, text Death with nimble fingers laugh Reality away with friends close your eyes for a second Dear friend, I advise you drop the key now from the palm of your hand and walk away Drop the key now if you don’t think you can simply put down the phone strap on the seatbelt focus on the road ahead Dear friend, I advise you not for me, but for you for you and your friends for your friends and their family Look carefully at the palm of your hand, at the giggle of a newborn baby to the sigh of a weary elder For what lies on the palm of your hand is not a small key but a very large, and very fragile, human life


Description

Through my poem “Palm of Your Hand,” I wanted to emphasize the responsibility that all teenagers should consider before taking on the task of driving. Driving is not a child’s game. If an individual is not ready to embrace the responsibilities that come along with driving, then don’t drive. What lies in the palm of one’s hand, after all, is not a car key but a human life.