Not the place to argue driving in a car. A fatal mistake! The Fouryed Poet.

That day we argued and it got out of hand

driving to town in the car.

Will be something I’ll never understand

it sadly went to far.

When we didn’t stop at that red traffic light

as the car took flight!

Hitting a motorbike turning on the side

coming to a violent stop.

Realising much later the rider had died

after crashing into a shop.

Both injured yet somehow survived

our futures not deprived!

Charges brought for dangerous driving

two years a small price.

Divorced our marriage you did forsake

you I couldn’t entice.

Maybe the relationship had fallen apart

we had to depart!

The Foureyed Poet.

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