The wind whipped
The rain
Upon your face
As they carried you out
Of the mangled
Wreckage.
The elements gave
No thought
To your dignity.
Nor did the drivers
Who slowed
(ever so slightly)
To catch a glimpse
Of a fantastically, horrific
Twist of fate
That smashed your bones
And stole your breath.
My heart bleeds
For people
I've never met
Who may not yet know
of the end you met.
I grieve with them