The Guiding Spirit Poem by bonifacio alba

The Guiding Spirit



Driving at 140 kph
Along the dark night
Rushing to beat the time
-To arrive early as possible.
A death defying speed
And no one to give advice
-To please slow down...
An image at the back seat
Emerged grandma seating
Looking to her grandson
-With eyes pleading to slow down.
A hair rising moment
That made to decrease speed
And ponder the mystery
That sent the message of caution.
The spirits are also reminding
The living to live in moderation
Or is it just a hallucination?

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