Gary the Poet's Pen
Always In A Hurry
A life was cut short today and what is my report, you say?
Someone was in a hurry to cause a tragedy,
To further compound and confound justice, there is delay
There was a hit and run, from the scene flee.
As I look into the eyes of this maiden, who met her demise
I am reminded that this life is fleeting,
I hope she is in the bosom of the Lord and is in one accord
All memories of life that are retreating.
I cry out for her family and inside of me there is an agony
Why do we not value life as a rare gift?
Will there ever be an absolution or a moment of restitution?
It will be for Jesus to judge and to sift.
My friends, slow down, it is well; there will be a time to tell
Five minutes late is a sin to forgive,
Driving recklessly to pass a lane is poor judgment and insane
Find the will to wait and let her live.
Written by Gary Cox 05/07/2021, based on a true story, to God be the glory