Driven Over Poem by Kelvin Owusu

A fast pace, reckless delivery
On a residential block, Split head motionless.
Outrage smiles, caution authority
Outrage speaks, only the hood listens
Fallen on the world's deaf ear
Poverty line, who cares
Another no man, a great deed surpasses.
A cleanse of relief for upper class
Brushed under the cover, a loss of life's breath
Unworthy on the front or any pages above poverty
Run down, one of many
Authorities lesson on the lesser maybe
Tears exit only from the eyes of the lesser society.