As usual he put in the first business postcode
before heading off for the day
into his firms car built-in satellite navigation
just the normal routine
nothing seemed wrong on that early morning
what happened no warning!
A good weekend with the family those memories
in his mind still lingered
from the office headed onto the motorway north
to his clients busy factory
he was an insurance agent all claims had to assess
check the damage and mess!
Lot of travelling away from home but his own boss
not knowing the route
had to rely on a route finder always got him there
onto dual carriageways
the voice female and posh accent somehow soothing
like a friend he was approving!
For a moment the voice stopped maybe a poor signal
map still showed the direction
it was not for long yet when it spoke again it was deep
and a male voice strange
wanting to get to his destination thinking just a glitch
no time for any hitch!
Map was still showing the same direction as before
keeping eyes on the road
as the deep tone proceeded with the directions
now decided to stop
at the next service area along his present way
but no exits signs on display!
Eventually it narrowed to a single track he slowed
and the voice said exit
in two hundred yards turn left lost had to obey
soon coming to a village
the car came near to a church stop he was told
the place was neglected and old!
Stopping looking at the drab buildings and gardens
it began to seem familiar
certainly not where he had hoped to be by now
the friendly voice had returned
make a u-turn as soon as possible then next right
to hear that was a delight!
Almost afraid to get out plucked up the courage
yes this was where he was born
but why had he been brought back to his home
nobody was left of his family
they were all laid to rest in the church cemetery
this vivid in his memory!
The church door opened and his mum was there
welcome home my son
as she spoke his dad was by her side smiling
it became much brighter
so pleased to see them yet what did it mean
began feeling so serene!
Then heard frantic voices calling out his name
flashing lights and discomfort
opening his eyes a mask over his face dizzy
he is awake a voice shouted
unable to move was lifted into the ambulance
then blackness and silence!
Please Jim wake up you’re having a nightmare
too much to drink again
you will be late the traffic will be busy by now
rudely made to get up
soon sat in his car on an early Monday morning
into his mind the dream came roaring!
Decided after that he would take the day off!
The Foureyed Poet.
Time stand still while day-dreaming. Isn’t it great?
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Likely a good choice. The gut plays a big part in some of the best decisions ever made! Nicely written!
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