Where Cars Go to Die

And the sky is grey
the lights,they’re dim.
The metal things line
up,here to pay.
One door down
and two wheels gone.
Together everyone
makes one useless mound.
Mother, she left.
Father still here,
and sister’s soul
still left for theft.
“Good bye, good son”
Mother,she said.
And to the flames she took.
Father and I, we watched, eyes wide,
as mother burned and shook.
“Well,you and I”
Father he said
“Together still shall [...]