Spectacular I’d have to say, An accident that came my way; Outside the doors of where I stay A van and truck got in a fray. I heard the squealin’ of a brake, The tires cry and windows break; The sickening sounds a wreck can make Loud and clear, the toll they’d take. A mini-van and refuse truck, Together timed, ran out of luck. Both had spun and now were stuck On curbs apart from where they struck. Confounded by the van she’d veered Into the truck a man had steered, Through the door the driver cleared, A shaken lady soon appeared. Toward the doorway fast I dash To render aid to those that crash. In the grass, the victims thrash; Their morning ruined in a flash. As if someone had stoled their toys Into girls had turned the boys; Groaning, moaning, making noise, All remnants lost had they of poise. Blood was spilling on the ground As people gathered all around; Gashes deep in bodies found, No doubt they’d soon be doctor bound. Behind the door and at the street My dog began to bark and bleat; Always seeking food to eat, Found the scent of fresh cut meat. Fire trucks and cars with cops Arrived with tools and guns and mops; Medics giving shots and drops Then onto gurneys each man plops. Out the window, plain to see A front yard filled with crash debris; A better way there couldn’t be To start a day in front of me.