Chased to Death

I can drive this thing.

It’s easy, really.

Circling and hovering above,

I see the earth below me, very clearly!

Now we zoom,

To the latest police freeway chase.

Oh my God,

Here we go again, another morbid death-race!

Now he’s crashed,

It is now a wild foot-pursuit!

Spotlights glaring, they are going to get him!

In the end, we got raw footage of all of that!

What did you really just see, on your widescreen TV?

And was it all worth it?

You just paid them,

Who drove that chopper and who held that mobile camera!

Some kid in the civilian’s van’s backseat just died,

Because someone else’s maniac kid grew up to be a total mess

Blame does not matter,

When your windshield is splattered with your kid’s back-seat brain matter.