BAD SAMARITANS

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BAD SAMARITANS

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A car might be zipping along the highway

Careful as careful can be

When suddenly an accident erupts

Cars ricochet off each other crazily

Spinning, a car flips on its side

Modern airbags prevent injury but the occupants are dazed

In a split second everything has changed

Others, seeing this mess unfold, pull their cars over

Run towards the flipped car, climbing up and over the wreck

To get the people inside out of the car because it might catch fire

Some of the running people are there to help, 

Perhaps they have medical knowledge or are first responders

But some of the running people want to get there first

Not to help the crash victims but to help themselves

To any assets, a wallet, a purse, a cell phone that they can get their hands on

There are two kinds of people, my friend, that show up at an emergency

The Helpers and the Skells, who each have their own agenda

So keep an eye on those who act like they only want to help

They might be trying to take advantage of a chaotic moment 

Because they thrive on chaos, turmoil and confusion

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