Something About Diamonds

Diamonds sparkled in headlights,
still strewn across the highway
after careless sweepers had gone.

Another fatal car wreck cataloged;
too much alcohol and speed
had claimed three more teens.

Categorized as a typical Friday night,
the trooper shrugs helpless at the way,
drinking and driving still goes on.

Head down, expression dogged,
thinking of diamonds that bleed,
he hates highway death scenes.