There’s a motor car here,

A bus and truck there,

But Ambulances, Ambulances, everywhere.

Sirens wail and horns blare,

Their loud, urgent song,

They rush to help people,

Whose lives have gone wrong.

Drivers drunk at the wheel,

Or speeding like sin,

Prangs are for others,

Never for them.

When accidents happen,

Not all will survive,

Ambo sirens are constant,

On Vanderlin Drive.

Car crashes here,

Trooper rollovers there,

Throughout the NT,

Mishaps everywhere.

A satellite pic,

Would confirm the disgrace,

Of red lights flashing,

In this once peaceful place.

Drivers don’t care,

They are not beholden,

So many wrecking,

Vehicles they’ve stolen,

They donut and hoon,

They crash and wreck cars,

Then laugh at their efforts,

Like foolish galahs.

But if injured or killed,

By their behaviour so bad,

The ambos are summoned,

Everyone’s sad,

Left to lament losses,

With lots of support,

But owners of vehicles,

Matters not that they hurt.

Community reacts,

“Tut, tut” and “how sad”,

Seemingly forgiving,

Actions wilful and bad,

Leading to carnage,

On roads and highways,

By those feeling invincible,

Before shortened days.

Sixty people were killed on Northern Territory roads in 2024 – the highest number of deaths in many years. So far this year, six people have been killed on our roads. Alcohol and drugs are major culprits in this situation.