A Light

I see a light
twinkling and bright.

It seems to come near
I pick up fear.

It approaches quiet fast
brushes past.

I stand petrified
as it passes by my side.

What is it? I wonder.
pulled apart by a fierce asunder.

I turn apprehensive
in a state of defensive.

My panic is insensible
find no preamble.

It is a light of a Mercedes
created in me an abyss.