Shriveled up,
the body was
as it lay in shambles
behind the bus

No longer a person
no certain gender
globs of brain and hair
stuck to the fender

Screams were heard
across the street
as the driver stumbled out
and collapsed to his knees

Tears trailed down
his stubbly cheeks
as he crawled his way
down the street

He stared in disbelief
at the heap
of skin, blood, bones and ****
at his feet

He started to *****
and started to pray
he ran his son over
on father's day.