A recorded unknown pc voice said "I'm sorry"

Why do I feel bitter?

An unknown recorded car smashed and ran

On the way to the babysitter

A tap so soft I felt the bumper slide up a wall

As I consoled my litter

Hazard lights on signal to traffic there's a car in distress

So please don't hit her

Moved quickly right to sit on the shoulder

Yelling cussing and praying that i can get there

Car swings again as it's tapped in back

Forcing it to roll... right off track

Up on all four tires...smash

Flip...we fly from the car

2 land near, 2 land far

Car kept rolling so they say

As those babies passed away

I'm sorry is what they kept on saying

Rushed us off, no delaying

Well maybe just for a tiny sec

Just long enough to pain my neck

Paraded the 2 who flew so far

Off the overpass from the car

On the news, on every channel

like a trophy on the mantle

Post mortem footage is the way

I remember and cry about that day

22 minutes then gone away

Forever kept in God's hands I pray

Love my children come what may

My life discussed by them folks round the way

Who never spoke b4 or since that day

Phony Negroes in my face

Saying the truth indulging in grace

Showing genuine sympathy understanding and care

Reminding us that God is there

Took up a collection from all that cared

but kept the money, thinking us unaware

Too dignified to hit you, or ask an explanation

I allowed you to enjoy your little vacation

Cuz if it's going then it's coming and it'll be back

I'm worried bout getting myself on track

Since i know nothing's gonna bring my babies back

Bitterness does me no good only makes me sick

So I pray real hard for my heart to fill, and my skin to be THICK

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i got a call that was disconnected... made me think of and write these events surrounding the kids passing... it's all true and i am working on a piece to include the entire story...

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This poem is so deep and full of emotion. I can feel the power in your words. It's amazing how much art can come out of your tragic memories. 9.5 out of 10 in my book. Be good and take care.

- Jerry/Joseph Huggins