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This poem reflects something that happens all too often in today's society.  Why is it that some people believe that they are impervious to the influence of alcohol and risk their own lives and more often than not the lives of others when they Drink then Drive?

These careless and irresponsible people never consider the impact of their actions on others and this is tragic.

This poem beautifully express that tragedy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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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 Baby" 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?"

This is the end Mom
I wish I could look you in the eye
To say these final words


"I LOVE YOU AND...GOODBYE"

Poem written and copyrighted by

An Unknown Author







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