Drive-through Angel

Lonely road
Where the tracks never go old
The familiar smells on either sides
This is where the badger resides
Bushes and hedgerows alive with sound
The birds flock like clouds
Grass growing in the middle
My drive becomes a riddle
Where does it lead to I wonder?
The Butterfly in me ponders
I reach the end 
Round the bend
A tree lies on the ground
A car over turned and bound
I leave my vehicle and run 
This is not so fun
I look for people dead
This is the moment I dread
A voice is heard from the wreck
A muffled echo, just a speck
I call for help
The dog in me yelps
I am the saviour
The angel giving a favour
My actions are vital
In this vicious cycle
A storm has hit this place
Debris has scattered in a haste
The right place at the right time
The eagle in me flies
There is a message to all of this
The storms of your life wont kill you
When angels make a drive-through