Spanners and wrenches and nails spread afar
But he gathered them all as best as he could
And piled them back into the boot as you would
Then he started the engine and set off down the road
Feeling quite weary from the day’s heavy load.
It hadn’t occurred to him to look under his car
He was tired and his journey was really quite far
But a large six-inch nail had got caught in the tar
And it punctured a tyre in a fast moving car.
The driver of that was too reckless that day
And the speed he was going was so fast they now say.
The car made a lurch and spun out of control
Then it veered to one side as it started to roll
It spun as it rolled and hit the side of a coach
The glass in the sides smashed like a cheap five-bob broach
But the damage was done and some passengers fell down
Right into the path of the car spinning round.
It scythed through their legs in a horrible way
The sounds of the screaming just wouldn’t go away
And six folk lost their lives as the carnage went on
Imagination strained it was something beyond
The driver of course he was one of the dead
As the car wrapped around him and damaged his head.
The other man arrived at the end of his trip
Grabbed his box from the boot with a casual grip
And set about the job he’d come to here for
But could only find three six-inch nails now, not four
He was sure that he’d purposely put four of them in
He’d just have to go back and get another again.
Joe Wilson – Carelessness…2014
Many years ago I witnessed a similar accident to this. As with most accidents it didn’t need to happen.