Murder By Text
He was our neighbor, just an average guy;
walking every day, he did with such pride.
You cut his life short while texting on your phone;
a tragedy that should have been avoided, I bemoan.
A mailbox you said you thought you ran over;
two sheets for his body it took to cover.
Separated by yards, you tore him apart;
ripped twain into as his family's hearts.
You said you must have fallen asleep;
but there was a secret you couldn't keep.
Your story was later proven to be fiction;
when phone records showed texting, the reason.
Then you got off free! No time in prison!
What the hell is wrong with our judicial system?
Don't let this truth be you; save a few lives;
under no circumstances should you text and drive.
Copyright © Arlene Smith | Year Posted 2014
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