shan
03-12-2007, 04:47 PM
>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.
>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.