rememberance.

driving, sliding, spinning, then silence.
cars drive past, police lights approach with sirens blaring.
people all around looking omniously at the 22 year old woman,
laying motionless on the side of the road, and the man next to her.

bending on his knees, crying, silently to himself, unaware of others.
the car sitting in the ditch, burning, people screaming from within.
a semi sitting in the side of a building, driver no where to be found,
and a load spilled all over the street.

it took a matter of 22 seconds for the young mans entire life to change,
it took a matter of 3 days to find the driver of the semi,
it took a matter of 6 months for the building to be rebuilt,
it took mearly 7 minutes for police to arrive,
21 minutes for the car to stop burning,
and 3 lives to be lost forever.

at 4 a.m. a driver was plowed over by a semi,
hit in the driver side door, at 50 miles per hour,
the car spun 17 times, flipped 3 times, and was crunched into itself,
all the doors impossible to open, and the gas tank leaking,
burning from sparks of metal on blacktop.

a 17 year old high school student and her 47 year old mother,
burned to death that morning.
a 22 year old woman was hit by a spinning vehicle,
dying in a coma 3 days later.
a truck driver, drunk and on pills to not fall asleep fleeing the scene,
being found 3 days after the accident dead in an allyway, poisened by his own drinking.

the man who so silently weeped that morning lost his wife,
a father his wife and daughter,
and a little girl a truck driving alchohaulic father who abused her.
society lost the young man to his own hand, within 24 hours of being with his wife at her dying moment.

in all of this where do I come in some ask when I tell what happeend,
others wonder how i know about it in such detail.
all i can say to them is this,
I was the little boy the woman pushed out of the way of the car.

I owe her my life, and I will remember all those lost in the accident as long as I live.