Dear God Save Me
by Floriana Hall
What races through a young man's mind While his tires are sliding on black ice, "Perhaps this is the end -- Dear God, give me some advice!" Turning, spinning, slamming into the guardrail, Hitting another car on the rebound, "Dear God, save me, what should I do? Prayer may work, I have found!" Something tells the bewildered earthling To vacate the vehicle expediently; Was it an angel whispering in his ear "Cross the highway immediately?" Freezing, watching as other cars piled up, His auto crunched in the center, Seven in front and seven behind Like an mangled accordion dissenter. His cell phone handy, he dialed his parents To rescue him this dark eerie night, As he walked along the highway After work, after this dreadful fright. Safe once more at home, His demolished vehicle left behind, He said a prayer of thanks to God That he escaped to peace of mind.
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