Sense Sonnet - Steamer

Misjudged

The driver ran through a red light.
I pursued with siren on live,
Keeping the speeder in my sight.
We pulled in a hospital drive.
The driver and a passenger
Ran for the door. The driver, I
Grabbed and held tightly onto her.
"My mother is about to die,"
She screamed, "Please just let me go in."
"You need a better tale," I said.
We continued to argue, when
A nurse came out. The Mom was dead.

It was a routine traffic stop,
That got me sure fired as a cop.