Of all the shades,
Of all the shadows,
Of all the spooks in the narrows,
Of all the streets,
Of all the places,
Of all the roads, the lanes and terraces,
In a matter of life and death,
Speeding through the night,
Who would have known
My baby would have died
Because of a red light.
K. Jared Hosein
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/melancholy-matter-of-life-and-death/
