Lost Life - Part V Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Later, finding out that there had been another accident while
they were trying to figure out what had happened here.

A roll-over, just a little way down the road, another pickup,
this one gray, had careened down the mountainside much like
the boat had done.

Only, as far as I know right now, the driver got out and
walked away.

How come you wonder, but there are no answers, life goes on
around us pretty much as usual, except for these three families.

Last night before we went to sleep, a brush fire still burned
the side of the mountain, further up above where the accidents
occurred.

Firemen were still clad in their gear, smoke hanging on the
ground and in the air when the young boy lost his life this
morning.