Twisted Metal

I kissed them both goodbye and said that I would try To meet them in two days down at the shore I had some work to do but as soon as it was through We’d all have some fun, that’s for sure I was on a conference call when outside the house I saw A policeman walking to the door I said I had to go, somehow being in the know That I’d see my family nevermore The look upon his face froze me standing in one place I never heard a single word that he said The picture he showed to me was of twisted metal around a tree Where they had found my wife and child dead A deer carcass on the road explained the tragedy, I am told But nothing explains the sense of it all How could a God up above take away all that I love Is my only question as I can recall Now I lay awake each night in a room devoid of light And envision that picture on his phone Twisted metal around a tree is the only thing that I can see As my whimpers echo throughout the home Twisted metal around a tree is the only thing that I can see As my whimpers echo throughout the home - A Fictional Tale, by Joe Flach