Words Never Spoken: Blame it on Karma

Am I falling

Head hits dash

Crash!

The sun so glowing in the mid of day

Light headed memories of childhood begin to flash

As the driver in the car speeds off

23G9 LM7

I recite the license plate over and over

My friends think I’m suffering from a head collision

David shakes me to snap out of it

KD jumps out the driver’s seat to make it look like I was driving

All I can think about is the license plate

Terrence begins to call the cops as I continue to recite.

To think that it was 2pm on the north side of Chicago

Where the rich live on gold and the poor know no home.

Down the street from where we would stay that weekend

And I was t-bone by a guy who hit and ran like I didn’t want to live for a tomorrow

I was confused

23G9 LM7

At that moment at that date I knew Karma was still catching up to me.

2 days before the crash there was the school assembly about prom weekend

And how there is a great chance of being in a car crash.

Who would have thought this was real?

Who would have thought I’d be that statistic?

After the cops find the guy and we wrote the report.

Me, Dave, Terrence, and KD started laughing till we cried

Because they didn’t know why I was reciting 23G9 LM7 over and over again.

Words Never Spoken