For Your Safety
Clark Steven Lupton
August 17, 2007
The rules for safety are a lot
But some people won’t follow them if they won’t get caught
Some motorcyclists won’t wear helmets on their head
They worry about getting caught, not about getting dead
Some people drink and drive
They also care about getting caught, not staying alive
They care about their parents and brothers
But they don’t care about killing others
Some don’t put on their seatbelts it’s true
As if it’s not the manly thing to do
The sign at the gas station says “Do not smoke”
But some do anyway as if it were just a joke
I saw a man dangle a baby over a 3rd floor mall rail
Fathers like those should be put in jail
Some people walk with unleashed dogs at night
They think they won’t run away or bite
And there’s the whole family on a motorbike
It’s not the safety; it’s the convenience that they like
Motorcylces zip in and out of traffic as if they don’t care
Don’t they know we don’t know that they’re there?
And cars will cut you off at the left from the right lane
It makes you wonder if they are all insane
And what about the people who text at the wheel?
It’s not road safety but urgency to text that they feel
Accidents happen each and everyday
If you think they won’t happen to you that’s so gay
Follow safety rules, I’ll tell you why
It’s not about getting caught, it’s so you won’t die
Hey, Unca Steve! I so agree with your poem! Maybe you can add another stanza about how motorcyclists are so damn annoying with the way they just weave in and out of traffic and pretend that they don't see other vehicles. Oh, and add another stanza about how some drivers can be so stupid because they just cut others in traffic and pretend that they don't see. Rawr!
All in all, your poem is cool. I like. *nods*