Bora born
Elsie _
The cairns base
hospital
is on show
lake street side
lets you know
parking space
is this kind
chock a block
hard to find.
3 pm
traffic flow
heading north
pace too slow
car in front
small and light
sets the pace
lanes so tight.
Crossing comes
people bunch
he slows down
up in front
ready to
stop for them
trust to luck
that it's him.
From the bush
on the right
Elsie comes
in full flight
calling back
to someone
only ten
full of fun.
He brakes hard
but too late
centre front
Elsie's fate
is now cast
set in stone
windshield smashed
bouncing bones.
Screams of fright
numb the pain
terror born
no one's gain
spinning off
to the ground
on her hands
to rebound.
Taking off
to the flats
we chase her
where's she at.
Finally
there she is
in mum's arms
mum's in fits.
Island girl
Elsie is
proper wrecked
from this biz.
Driver too
with regard
copped the shock
bit him hard.
Police came
none too soon
statements writ
history's tune.
Elsie now
is ok
luck was with
her today.
- O -
© jan 2011 _ Nhawrr yirrpa
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