So, I wrote this poem about a girl I knew who was struck and killed by a car while walking home from a friend's house. She was looking down and texting when she wandered out in front of a car. She was rushed to Shock Trauma, but later died there the same day. I don't want sympathy comments; seriously. What I want is for you to take the poem to heart and think before you act.
Under a darkened sky,
We wonder why.
Like tears of bitter pain,
Rain falls from God's domain.
Together we mourn
For a life that was too soon shorn.
Her dancing eyes and wind blown hair
Melt away in the stormy air.
All that is left are memories of her;
The girl who was lost to Death's allure.
Let it all sink in, give it a thought.
Consider it a lesson that to you was taught.
You never know when Death will call
And bring you down in a spiraling fall.
She was walking along the road; looking down.
Texting a message that needn't be sent.
And so I write with tears and a frown,
Of a girl and her death that surely was not meant.
