Red lights racing towards us
I close my eyes
Feign sleep
In the back boys strapped securely
Sleeping soundly
Unaware
The tailgated is spooked
We brake suddenly
Flashing
Passing by the pace reduces
The overtaken catches us and lights the fuse
The game begins
Braking then speed forcing me back braking then speed forcing me back braking then speed forcing me back
In my seat breaking
Don’t let them wake
I make no protest
The explosion inside the car more dreaded
Than a crash
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Author:
Mumiza D’Okta (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 13th, 2025 10:18
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Comments1
The road hardly the place to let pride or temper get the best of one. A harrowing poem
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