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
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