I went to a party,
and remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom
so I had a soda instead.
I felt proud of myself,
the way you said I would,
that I didnt drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
and your advice to me was right
as the party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mom
something I expected least.
Now Im lying on the pavement,
and I hear the policeman say,
"The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,"
Mom, his voice seems far away.
My own bloods all around me,
as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
"This girl is going to die."
Im sure the guy had no idea,
while he was flying high,
because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom,
knowing that it ruins lives?
and now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
tell Daddy to be brave,
and when I go to heaven,
put "Daddys Girl" on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
that its wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
Id still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
Im getting really scared.
These are my final moments,
and Im so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
as I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say "I love you, Mom"
So I love you and good-bye.
...
Ich bin im Normalfall keine begeisterter Leser von Gedichten, dies hat mich dennoch beschäftigt.
Dieser Text in Gedichtform war an der Springfield High School
(Springfield, VA, USA) in Umlauf, nachdem eine Woche zuvor
zwei Studenten bei einem Autounfall getötet wurden.
Unter dem Gedicht steht folgende Bitte:
JEMAND HAT SICH DIE MÜHE GEMACHT, DIESES GEDICHT ZU SCHREIBEN.
GIB ES BITTE AN SO VIELE MENSCHEN WIE MÖGLICH WEITER.
WIR WOLLEN VERSUCHEN, ES IN DER GANZEN WELT ZU VERBREITEN,
DAMIT DIE LEUTE ENDLICH BEGREIFEN, WORUM ES GEHT.
[gefunden bei hobo und verbreitet]
