5. Be Warned
Blue lights flashing
People dashing
Squealing brakes
Cars are crashing
Early warnings
None came late
No one noticed
Wouldn’t wait
Frost last night
Then came rain
Froze on top
Then frost again
Blinkered drivers
Half asleep
Saw no warning
Speeds to keep
Foot down hard
Started sliding
Now in an ambulance
They are riding
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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