They day that it happened I will never forget
It was a hot summer July evening
We were all reclining outside our cars
Radios tuned up as we watched the movie at Becky's
An emergency broadcast blared across all of the radios
Cell phones instantly went haywire and burst into flames
The voice on the multiple car radios gradually faded
And was replaced with screams and background carnage
Panicked we all packed all our chairs, snacks and beers quickly
As I reached to turn the key it would not start and neither would anyone else's
One by one starting from the front row of the drive-in cars exploded
We burst out of ours and ran as fast as we could to the nearby woodline
Wondering what we would do and where we would go, we waited
As others ran from this horrifying chain of explosive events
We decided to see if our families were ok and then we would
Find a place to hide out, until we could find enough survivors
This poem is property of Anthony W. Pawlowski and can not be replicated in any way shape or form. This representation is for viewing only and is Copywritted 2011.
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