English Poems
 
 DEATH OF AN INNOCENT

 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 "Daddy's Girl" 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? 


Someone took the effort to write this poem.  So please, forward this to as many people as you can.  And see if we can get a chain going around the world that will make people understand that drinking and driving don't mix.

TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!!
So please forward this letter to as many people as you can.
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Amelia Abbett  [email protected]
 
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