Louder
The turn.
The weather.
The car.
What went wrong?
He didn’t know.
No one did.
An exhilarating rush
gone awry.
The ear splitting engine
propelled the vehicle as
the suspension failed,
leading him to his demise.
The tires released loud screams.
The race car barreled off the Barrier.
Without explanation, the car stops in the track
The onlookers stood still,quietly, in shock.
Flames. Engulfing the entire race car.
Shrapnel. Littering the pencil-thin track.
Enemies rushing to save his life.
This is F1 Racing.
This poem is about:
Our world