Six Feet Deep

Amy E

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Six Feet Deep is where you’ll be Driving into casualties Toppled cars and injuries Oh how big the miseries Family standing up above Lowering your corpse with all their love If only you had waited This accident would not have been fated The text, the tweet, the snap must pause Why don’t you just follow the laws Now you’re hanging by a thread Barely seeing sirens ahead Your eyes they slowly drift to a close To your grave they’ll bring a rose Reckless driving doesn’t come cheap You’ll be buried six feet deep


Description

Poem describing the effects of reckless driving, and how the outcome could have been prevented.