the accident

the accident When crossing the street, cars had stopped  to let him cross in respect for his age He was thinking of death; he hoped it would be sudden, no sentimental last farewell, no lies about seeing you on the other side Should there be another side, he wouldn't He liked to meet people he had met in life side A piece of a Russian satellite that has fallen to the ground days, hit him with utmost precision And he watched as the ambulance people  scrapped him off the street, the witnesses  We were in awe, thinking it could have been  We have to be nicer to our nearest Now he was a soul drifting about, trying to Find an opening back to life At the hospital nearby, a woman struggled to give birth, she was 38 years old, and Therefore considered elderly for giving birth The soul saw its chance to become a soul for the unborn, well aware he would not be able to know about his former life Great jubilation, he didn't share as he was too young to know