by patriot sparticus

I watch as my brother attempts to find
What was previously unknown to the skwerl mind
He watches alertly, ready and waiting
His mind runs overtime, darting and racing
He's preparing for the time, to cross into oblivion
To found a better world, for every skwerl civillion
The time has come, he shoots ahead
Just as the glaring light turns red

But something's wrong, he quickly finds
He looks for an escape, to the power lines
But it is to late, a sudden crash
Suddenly his spirit is lost in a flash
I crinch my eyes tightly, but calm myself down
As my brothers and sisters gather around
His killer goes by, the headlights pass
It's death on four wheels, running on unleaded gas