consider the turtle...

riding through
I saw the turtle
gleaming in the sun
head held high
feet slowly dragging foward
across the road
and as I passed
all I could think
was of the tires
coming the other way
of what he didn't see
and what would certainly
end him
On my way back home
through the same road
I scanned
waiting to see his crushed form
my heart
beating in anticipation
hoping
wondering
condemning him to death

I never saw it
he had proved
me wrong
happily.