Warhearts

a poem for a dear lady who was stolen from us. DONT DRINK AND DRIVE...

Warhearts

A girl.

A guy.

Become one.

She works in the bar.

He drinks in the bar.

They leave in his car.

He drives.

She's his passenger.

Down dark roads they travel.

To where?

Not their normal route.

Venturing here or there.

All in the air from here.

Something went wrong.

His car left the road.

Down an embankment.

Upside down in the river.

No crash barrier?

Trapped in the car.

Assistance came.

Off duty rookie cop.

Rookie no more after this crash.

Cop couldn't get the girl out due to the car being inverted.

Tried to save the girl.

Unable to give her air.

Got her drunken boyfriend to do it.

Her pulse increased.

For a while.

A battle lost.

Would it have been easier if the car was upright?

Boyfriend loses it.

She can't die!

She does.

Choice made.

Drink and drive.

Crash and murder your girlfriend.

Just like that.

A life taken due to stupidity.

How many times did this happen and he got away with it?

Not this time.

Throw the book at him.

Karma will screw him over.

Both man's and God's.

Lynette is dead.