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Show If Everyone If everyone who drives a car could lie a month in bed With broken bones and stitched up wounds, and fractures of the head, And there endure the agonies that many people do, They'd never preach safety any more to me or you. If everyone could stand beside the bed of some close friend And hear the doctor say "No Hope" before the fatal end, And see him there unconscious, never knowing what took place The laws and rules of traffic I am sure we'd soon embrace. If everyone could meet the wife and children left behind And step into the darkened home where once the sunlight shined. And look upon "The Vacant Chair" where daddy used to sit, I'm sure each reckless driver would be forced to think a bit. If everyone who takes the wheel would say a little prayer And keep in mind those in the car depending on his care, And make a vow and pledge himself to never take a chance. The greatest crusade for safety then would suddenly advance. ad-vance. Author Unknown |