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?


        Before you drink and drive, I want you to stop and think. What if it was your sister, brother, child, mom, or dad. How angry would you be? Do you know that 46 people a day are killed by drunk drivers and that every 30 minutes someone also dies at the hands of a drunk driver? Why do we let this happen?

        Below is a great organization trying to change these statistics. Please go see what you can do to help.

        MADD

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