The pole

The girls went out on the town,
Just to get some lunch,
In the car,
Not very far,
From the school who held a hunch,
Five best friends,
Having so much fun,
The music came to a stop,
They looked around,
And then the fun was done,
On the news,
They told the story,
Of four girls who died so young,
Only one had survived,
But the church bells still had rung,
She lost her legs,
And her four best friends,
To that light pole by the school,
Their lives were lost,
They were so cool.
Life is lost so young these days,
Taken advantage of by many teens,
Just to go back,
And change that day,
I'd give my life for many things,
Natasha was so special,
She was smart and bright and nice,
As that pole smashed the window,
She payed a great price,
Natasha was a good friend,
At graduation she was praised,
But driving so fast,
Was supposed to last,
If only four lives were phased,
God Bless those four lost souls,
And one who's so alone,
Pray for Natasha, a loving friend,
Her memory this poem has shown.

*Natasha was my cousin's best friend who died in a tragic crash. One girl didn't die. She had to have her legs amputated and she lived to tell the tragic story on the news. It was a famous story for many weeks. I write this poem to cherish the lives of those girls. They died a week before graduating high school. The song "Good Riddance" (By Green Day) was played at graduation because it was Natasha's all time favorite song.
I met her a few times. She was very nice. If only someone was there to tell those girls to slow down.........