Sense Sonnet - Acher

The Good with the Bad

It was a Good Friday gone bad.
I'd finished up my priestly chores
From the service the Church had had.
Parishioners waited outdoors.
Driving toward them, I waved my hand.
Then the accelerator stuck.
There was no time to understand.
My own parishioners were struck
Thank God so far no one was killed,
But many were so badly hurt.
I can't believe it's what God willed.
Always evil lurks to convert.

I know that demons truly are.
One sure was with me in the car.