Ronnie McGinn's Poetry Page

"For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:..." . Christmas is a time for peace and a time for love. The New Year is a time for hope and a time to build. Sadly and all too often, and particularly at this time of year, lives are lost, families are shattered and time is taken away by car accidents.

Robert Conlon Moore of Woodside, Queens, New York was recently reading the papers from home and was shocked at the amount of deaths on Irish Roads. During a nine day Trans-Atlantic visit to Mayo, three people lost their lives in two separate accidents on the same stretch of road. Robert believes we have to stop people from destroying their own lives and more importantly the lives of others. He sent us this poem.

Crash!

Every morning I listen,
For the news on the radio.
To what now is too- familiar,
More lives lost upon our roads.
It was only last weekend,
When the newsman, he did say.
One man died in a terrible crash,
On the Kiltimagh to Bohola way.
And on this weekend once again,
As I listen to the radio.
Two more lives were lost this time,
On the very same stretch of road.
Some people may have the attitude,
It's sad, but their own fault.
Speeding, or too much alcohol,
Is why the accident, was caused.
My own attitude, it is too be,
We must look out for our own.
When rules they are not working,
And lives are lost, upon our roads.
We must protect ourselves, from ourselves,
While we want to call earth; our home.

© Robert Conlon Moore