Saturday, August 28, 2010

Message Through Poem - Must Read

An Idea Can Change Our Lives
                         I went to a party Mom,
                         I remembered what you said.
                         You told me not to drink, Mom,
                         So I drank soda instead.



                         
I really felt proud inside, Mom,
                         The way you said I would.
                         I didn't drink and drive, Mom,
                         Even though the others said I should.


                         I know I did the right thing, Mom,
                         I know you are always right.
                         Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
                         As everyone is driving out of sight.


                         As I got into my car, Mom,
                         I knew I'd get home in one piece.
                         Because of the way you raised me,
                         So responsible and sweet.


                         I started to drive away, Mom,
                         But as I pulled out into the road,
                         The other car didn't see me, Mom,
                         And hit me like a load.


                         As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
                         I hear the policeman say,
                         "The other guy is drunk," Mom,
                         And now I'm the one who will pay.


                         I'm lying here dying, Mom....
                         I wish you'd get here soon.
                         How could this happen to me, Mom?
                         My life just burst like a balloon.


                         There is blood all around me, Mom,
                         And most of it is mine.
                         I hear the medic say, Mom,
                         I'll die in a short time.


                         I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
                         I swear I didn't drink.
                         It was the others, Mom.
                         The others didn't think.



                         
He was probably at the same party as I.
                         The only difference is, he drank
                         And I will die.



                         Why do people drink, Mom?
                         It can ruin your whole life.
                         I'm feeling sharp pains now.
                         Pains just like a knife.


                         The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
                         And I don't think it's fair.
                         I'm lying here dying
                         And all he can do is stare.



                         Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
                         Tell Daddy to be brave.
                         And when I go to heaven, Mom,
                         Put "GOOD BOY " on my grave.


                         
Someone should have told him, Mom,
                         Not to drink and drive.
                         If only they had told him, Mom,
                         I would still be alive.



                         
My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
                         I'm becoming very scared.
                         Please don't cry for me, Mom.
                         When I needed you, you were always there.


                        
 I have one last question, Mom.
                         
Before I say good bye.
                         I didn't drink and drive,

                         
So why am I the one to die?

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