Understanding In A Car Crash

The screeching tires and tearing metal,
I am sure to some that night they must have seemed to scream,
but to me they lovingly whispered:

 listen, you blind child, listen,

all lives have meaning, 

all disasters have reason, 

and after this is over,

you will stand,

            and continue breathing.

 So, with my eyes wide and my ears hearing,

I have grasped the understanding
those universal powers that be 
are demanding of me,

Understanding in a drunken flash
glass shattered ribs cracked
The deafening sound of understanding in a car crash.

Each second is precious,
and I will attempt to take advantage
before every second here has completely
vanished.