Haste Makes Waste

No matter what I read No matter what I said The listener never stirred in bed To all he just appeared quite dead His eyes were always open Yet not a word from him was spoken Through tubes the young man world be fed He never blinked He stared ahead What more about him can be said Two days ago he was to wed No safety helmet on his head His girl friend held him by the waist His motor bike zoomed off in haste At great neck speed they lost their luck On the right they passed the truck So what more can we say today In this state he'll always stay His fiancee just walked way Never to forget the day Maybe it was time to pray.