Do I trust you with dynamite
Oh I think not today
Yet when I drive a car
You pass by the other way
If two cars crash head on at 65
a stick of dynamite is released
I trust that you don’t want to die
Screw up and make me deceased
Are you driving drunk
Have you been getting stoned
Have you been up for days
Will I make it home
Do you drive in a race
And the slow cars do you zoom by
Are you mad as hell
And hate the other guy
Are you tired
Do you need a break
Does your car need repair
Could someone life be at sake
Are you insured
Can you read the sign
Is your car registered
Are you running from a crime
Driving is an act of trust
Of souls you’ll never know
We pass by each other ever day
It’s the law of the road
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also become a paid subscriber, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.