Being Killed By a Drunk Driver
~Someone is killed by a drunk driver every fifty-three minutes~
My true nightmare, I’m stuck and caught,
to not drink and drive I was taught-
But the fear I hold is dying
by someone else who’s drunk driving-
Crushed in a smashed up car, I fought.
I tell myself it’s not their fault,
but truth be told this fear they brought.
If I forgive I’d be lying…
-my true nightmare
Through good council ease I have sought,
but apprehension will not halt-
panic in cars leaves me crying,
to cease this fear, I keep trying-
my totaled car leaves me distraught…
-my true nightmare
Rondeau: Rhyme Scheme: A-A-B-B-A /A-A-B-C /A-A-B-B-A C
8 syllables in each line
C is the first 4 syllables of the first line and repeated at the
end of the second and third stanza
You Greatest Fear
Sponsor: Lewis Raynes
Date Written: September 27, 2016
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment