-=> Quoting Marvin Dillard to All <=-
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MD> DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
MD> I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
MD> You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
MD> I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
MD> I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
MD> I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
MD> Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of
MD> sight. As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
MD> Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
MD> I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
MD> the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
MD> As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
MD> the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
MD> I'm lying here dying, Mom. I wish you'd get here soon.
MD> How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
MD> There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
MD> I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
MD> I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
MD> It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
MD> He was probably at the same party as I.
MD> The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
MD> Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
MD> I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
MD> The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
MD> I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
MD> Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
MD> And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Girl" on my grave
MD> Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
MD> If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
MD> My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
MD> Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always
MD> there. I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
MD> I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?
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MD> Someone took the effort to write this poem.
MD> So please, forward this to as many people as you can. And see if we
MD> can get a chain going around the world that will make people
MD> understand that drinking and driving don't mix.
MD> TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE, so please forward this letter to
MD> as many people as you can.
MD> -Anonymous
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MD> ... It's a bad day when you wake up face down on the pavement.
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