8th poem

in #poem8 years ago

Siren.
Rush pass the interstate,
Beep, beep, get out the way.
Beep, beep, no one gets out our way.
Siren.
Crash at I-10, two family need our help,
Beep, beep, get out the way,
Beep, beep, no one gets out our way.
Siren.
Reach the scene, see a car seat...
Now I would like to see how anyone that follows me would finish this scene and end it?