Posted in Others, Poetry

Poem: Blue Lights In The Mirror

Blue lights in the mirror, a poem by Daphne Tore / Dean Thorpe

Speeding down the road,
screeching round the bend.
Along another straight,
nearly at the end.
Music playing loud,
feel the pounding bass.
Driving just for fun,
not to go some place.
Have another drink,
pedal on the floor.
Too fast on the corner,
scratches down the door.
Behind you in the mirror,
blue lights start to flash.
Try to go much faster,
but then there is a crash.
Metal twists around you,
cuts you like a knife.
Then it is all over,
oh what a wasted life

Daphne Tore signature with rainbow colours

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