That grainy image appears on the screen
Look! It's our baby we all will scream.
No risks are explained, no science behind it
But few of us even seem to fight it
Even if they do say something is wrong
All it does is make the inevitable prolonged
A sense of security that isn't real
We have no control over what happens next in our automobile
Continue to provide a false sense of hope
But will we ever really know that everything is fine?
The answer is, nope!