Me To Blame

With eyes a-glaze as other days I took the car, spite drunken haze I say I’m fine, a cab decline Then three blocks down, I miss the sign. The tires squeal, I jerk the wheel Two cars collide and all goes still Then in the chill, a screaming shrill How could this be God’s truthful will? That infant frame, my deepest shame A lifeless form, and me to blame. While in the sky, you catch my eye A foolish dream, but I must try. I in my car, and you afar Oh twinkle, twinkle, little star As limbs go slack, my vision black Please grant my wish to take it back. 04/23/15