In the shadow of the racetrack’s roar,
Where speed ignites the dreams of yore,
A legend stands, his heart held tight,
Yet faces storms that steal the light.
John Force, a titan in flames of speed,
With every pass, his spirit freed,
But life’s cruel twist, a bitter turn,
As two bright stars in peril burn.
Daughters, cherished, laughter sweet,
Now fight against a fate, cruel and bittersweet,
In hospital halls where silence screams,
A father’s anguish haunts his dreams.
Oh, life can shift in a fleeting breath,
It knows no truce, it dances with death;
With prayers whispered through the night,
For healing grace, for love’s pure light.
“Support us, please,” his voice a plea,
Not just for their fight, but for unity;
For family ties, for bonds that grow,
In moments of darkness, let compassion flow.
The NHRA’s crown, a glimmering prize,
Fades in the wake of parental sighs;
For no victory shines as bright,
As the love that holds you in the night.
Speed and power, the thrill of the race,
Pales against the strength in a father’s embrace;
With every heartbeat, he’ll stand his ground,
In this battle of love, unyielding and sound.
So rally around, let hearts ignite,
For healing spirits, let hope take flight;
For John and his daughters, in this darkest hour,
May prayer and support become their power.
And when the engines once more roar,
May laughter return to their doors once more;
For legends endure through trials and tears,
As long as they’re held in the warmth of our cheers.
In every race, every moment shared,
Let love be the fuel, let none be scared;
For life’s greatest victories, held dear and true,
Are the bonds that we forge, me and you.
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