Justin Presson Poet Free verse

Airbag, Crash!

In an empty car lot,

Airbag,
CRASH!

We miss the hounding
We miss the hail damage sales
We miss the drag-it-in trades

Empty lots

Airbag,
Crash!!!

When we gettin’ the bail out
Closing overseas
Closing 35%

Dusty, empty lots

Airbag,
CRASH!!!

Dropping lesser brands
Higher fuel standards
When we getting’ the bail out

Empty, empty lots

Airbag,
CRASH!!!

Commissioned to feed families
Commissioned to fail
Commissioned to beg
Commissioned to relocate
Commissioned to set up tents

Next to other tents

Can’t afford an 

Airbag,


CRASH!!!

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Carolyn Devonshire May 23, 2009 at 9:36 AM We certainly could use an "airbag" to cushion the job from this recession. Guess it's time for all of us to bail out. Sad to see tent cities springing up again. American families deserve better. Great poem! Love, Carolyn