Drunk and Disorderly

I had a hard time getting home tonight. The police pulled up to the side of the road with flashing red and blue. They asked me to walk a blurred line, stand on one foot when I had not legs and then touch my nose with eyes closed.  Chaotic instructions delivered with challenges of immense difficulty.  When I blew it was a relief until I registered a point zero two eight. The cops towed my car and impounded my soul even though I deserved worse. I hit a minivan that night with a five member family I reduced to three. Their cries are engraved in platinum on my memory.  I still focus on those faces with unanswered pleas. A week later I made bail and was charged with murder in the first degree. My lawyer plead it down to a max of two to three. They said I behaved and repented so I served six months and after a long night I went home. The family plead not to release me to a blind judicial system but I said nothing though I quietly agreed.  I want to be forgiven for that long drive home but I can't take back putting my hands on the wheel.  Now I have to hit the road.  I made a meeting with a river under a bridge tonight.

Revision time.  I agree that the first one was a little too preachy. 

I had a hard time getting home tonight. The police pulled up to the side of the road with flashing red and blue. They asked me to walk a blurred line, stand on one foot when I had not legs and then touch my nose with eyes closed.  A chaos of instruction was delivered with challenges of immense difficulty.  When I blew I registered a point zero two eight. The cops then towed my car and impounded my soul even though I deserved so much more. It was minivan I hit that night with a five member family I reduced to three. Their cries heard are engraved into platinum upon my memory. I still focus on faces with desperate pleas. After that night I got my bail and a charge of murder in the first degree. My great lawyer plead it down so I only got two to three. In my cell I behaved so well got paroled in six because of an overcrowding jail. The family plead to no avail to a blind judicial system even though I'd put them through hell. I'll always be tormented by the ride that night. So, I say to you don't drink and drive because it's not you who you need worry arriving alive. I'm meeting a river under a bridge tonight even though it won't forgive the lives taken that awful night.

Not to worry I have never killed anyone in a driving accident, knock on wood. I have a lot of disdain for drinking and driving though so I wrote this. No happy ending on this one boys and girls.