Passing on the Left Print
Written by Terry Smith   

Just stop the madness or get off the road.
Slow down, back off, before I lose control.
Because he failed to pass them on the left
He sent two drivers early to their death.

As traffic slowed I looked at cops and crews
Oh Lord, what happened here, who did we lose?
For these two people, many people wept,
Myself included, though we never met.
I found their obits, they were on my mind
Both loving people, generous and kind.

As good folks do, just driving off to work
Then out of nowhere, some impatient jerk.
That dark and sunny morn I won’t forget,
Two souls together, passing on the left.