Speed Poem by Cynthia Buhain-baello

Speed has taken away his mother
And their car, like crumpled paper
Became Death's little chamber
And now an orphaned boy will suffer.

Speed muddles some drivers
Like an addictive drug for high
The thrill is there as they drive faster
And the faster they go, people die.

Lives are lost and swiftly taken
By these heartless fools on wheels
Such tragedy should never happen
Keep them caged in bars of steel.