The Instincts Of A Father

I always told myself I’d die for you,
But I’ve never been able to test it,
Because I’ve never been to that place,
And I’ve never been forced to face it.
Then today we were hit,
From behind when in the car,
And whilst reacting,
My feet did what they did:
Clutch in, brake on,
But one hand didn’t react as it should,
It didn’t react as it could have
Had I been in the car alone,
It flew in a flash to my left,
And stopped the boy sat next to me
From hitting the dash,
And the first thing this narcissist said:
“Are you ok?”

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