GWAmigos! I wrote a poem after an incident on the job that really pulled my heartstrings. Can't read it now on account of being out of a microphone, but enjoy the read.

Morgan

Broken and crippled on the side of the road

Fated to die, but still in beast mode

Death defiant, and in its eyes behold

Violet midnight and gentle cold

Taking my measure as if to say,

"Why do you come here on this day?"

But I can't think of another way

To explain to either of us my dismay

But it's not just that, there's reverence

Only other thing is teetering on the fence

About how to act in this happenstance

To act, or observe the strange circumstance

Can't just be leaving this blackbird to

The cruelest of fates, or being run though

Will my choice bless me or bring me doom?

And I'm only fucking human, what the hell can I do?

The Rules of Nature declare at mach five

That a flyer that can't fly will not survive

It'll die because it's unable to strive

To live, eat, and crow, let alone thrive

I gave it its end with tears in my eyes

Knowing full well its lifespan's size

Was too long if left on that old roadside

Go in peace...and may we to Kingdom Come ride