ADRENALINE JUNKIES: A HAIKU

They rev their death bikes,

Eager for a hit of speed.

Their last words don’t land.

Every weekend, so many ambulances and police cars rush up the mountain behind us to pick up the pieces of speed-crazed motorcyclists on a road apparently begging for acceleration. I hate to think of what they find when they reach the accident. I hate to think of those poor policemen having to contact the families of the crash victims. Please, if you love to drive a motorbike, try to rein in your desire to go fast, to take mad risks. Please be extra careful, if only for the rest of us.