On a dark road in the night,
A car zooms down the street.
A deer stumbles in the light
Prancing on its feet.
It hesitates as it can feel
Speed and chaos ahead.
It forgets the automobile
And continues on instead.
A deer in the headlights,
I’m afraid it is too late.
I hate these terrible sights,
Why’d the deer hesitate?
It waited for its doom,
Bumped right into death,
“How pathetic,” I assume.
“Maybe bliss was its last breath.”
This ultimate stupidity
Was so poignant, yet true-
This deer seemed to reminded me
Of a dumb person like you.