Sam was pretty average
Had a good sense of humour
Knew how to smile
People liked him well enough.
I guess I never really noticed that he was lonely
You know
I don’t know if you ever really do with those kinds.
He was the type that would walk into the room
Like thunder
And the sun got a little brighter
And people smiled a little bigger
And everyone would run up.
But when it came down to it,
I don’t think any of us really knew him.
He met this kid, Jake.
Jake was-
Well, he was a trouble-maker.
One of those kids who would steal
Shit from the store and run around the block
As a young little thing,
Telling all the pre-school throng
That he took a pack of chewing gum.
The younger kids all loved him
Like sheep love the promise of a wolf.
And Sam wasn’t an exception.
The two bonded like adhesive tape,
You couldn’t separate the two.
Sad what happened to those two.
They went out one day
-Racing-
Jake had just got a new motorbike to match Sam
And they were gonna race
And off they went with a loud
-VROOM-
Turned a corner and it wasn’t even
Half way down the road
When we all heard the crash.
They didn’t stop
-and the car-
Well, you know all the rest.
It was everywhere in the news.
They said Sam felt nothing
Although,
I suppose that’s not really true.
Everyone forgets to mention
-the feeling of flying-
Probably the best feeling in the world
-straight up- so they say.
Jake?
Well, he’s around.
He still skulks the corner shops
Face hidden behind that damn black hoodie
I guess to hide the damage.
Deserves what he got
If you ask me.
Damn kids,
It’s a tragedy,
How fast they go these days.
Tragic.