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Blurred wheels crossed the rugged rocks
Each spin of them reminded me
How long will time last-
When it goes but a small tick-tock

The shortness of life, the wise men say
Should not be wasted or spent
Grateful for the gift
Never throw it away

Curiosity poisons the mind of a man
The feeling tortures him
Fear does as well
Each tempting with their plan

Arizona heat reminded us two
That is my friend and I
Of our own troubles
We both traveled through

A little red dot moves quicker ever more
Our car rages down the ‘road’
I turned to him
His eyes asked me about our chore

I nodded back to him with a grim face
Fear of dying and curiosity of death
The two parasites started
We both knew well our fate

Soon the wheels did not have a road
Adrenaline and sickness took me
Our car was flying
I could only think of the regret bestowed

Everything happened too fast
Pain and nothingness
Emptiness and dread
Neither of us survived the blast

Afterwards, my curiosity did soon flee
My fear ran far away
These feelings did not matter
Coming soon held the death of me