Strange Driver

A strange man drives our country lane. Can it be that he's insane? Sick in temperament and brain? I saw him before, and now again. Is something about to go down? He's driving, but what's driving him? It's not something I can explain. Could it be for personal gain? And how long will he remain? Should I be leaving town? Does he portend a terror reign? A horrifying campaign? Devastatingly inhumane? Causing misery and pain? The weather man's predicting rain. In the wind, there's an eerie sound. Our way of life can we retain? Is it circling the drain? Will it ever come back again? Will he leave a stain? Trepidation, so profound.