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Friday Night

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Drink, Drive, Think, DIE!
Road rules need not apply,
On a party on a Friday night...
Get ready 'cause you're gonna die,
Paint the road with your red blight.

Vision blurs,
Judgment fades,
The road darkens,
INCOMING!!

8 friends, all drunk, sitting in the backseat,
No seatbelts, head on, 40 miles more than legal speed.
Dead on. Head on.
No predictions,
No precautions,
You didn't give a fuck.
About your friends,
About your family,
About your life,
Your fucking life.
8 of your friends,
Slowly becoming numbers.

You are sitting in your seat being thrown into the windshield,
Passengers are tossed out the front and flying behind your seat,
While the idiots in the truck bed smash the rear-view window,
And your friend Jimmy gets tossed outside and impaled by the stop sign,
And the telephone pole comes crashing down into 4 other victims,
Smashing their bodies and mangling into ludicrous formations,
Everyone's electrocuted while you try to recouperate,
But the other car's cargo is coming straight at you towards your face.
Before it all impales you, you finally think about what you've done.
"Don't drink and drive" as all your mistakes shove straight through your head.
Then your crimson graffiti and gushy remnants spread across the wreckage,
10 lives lost, 5 families crushed, and only 1 blame.

The lawyers dispute,
The parents grieve,
You were too young.
Too stupid, naive,
As to the danger.
The danger that passed,
Now imbedded in your cranium.
Now it's in your head...
Literally...

Friday night, goddamn Friday night...
When party animals go,
To drink, to drive, don't think, but DIE!
Millions killed, hundreds of millions killed!
When intoxication take the wheel,
To drink, to strive, don't blink, but BYE!

Feel the fear, know the power of beer.
When life blurs, don't let death steer.
Teetotalers live to see what happened here.

Party yourself to hell.
Drink it all down, down.
Party until the night dies.
Drink it 'til it's gone, GONE!

Inhibition, drink it away.
Intoxication, drink it in.
Graduation, drink it away.
Decapitation, suck it DOWN!!!

A toast to statistics...
A poem showing my hatred towards people who cause accidents due to drinking and driving. They are just so naive and only wanna "have fun" when they should know that they'll "die a br00tal death" if they do. So yeah, they piss me off, sociopolitical poetry. With another gorey aspect...like Heart Surgery.
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Impbeast's avatar
sweet criticism very angsty still VERY
but good piece none the less
its sad how people act so irresponsably
i've been on the verge of being run over allot like im frogger or somethin
here they arent even drunk they see an old person crossin and the drive faster
thinkin the elderly will slow em down , then ya got those idiots who take drugs and drive then the butt holes like a froend o mine who get l;ike 2 jobs and wanna party
and they crash allot.in the least my friend changed when i gave hiom an earfull
abnyways great work