Fw: READ and LEARN

[chestnic]

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Subject: READ and LEARN

This is a chainletter bu i cut the chinlettercrap away...


>
> >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 outof
> >>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.
> >>
> >>TOGETHER WE CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE, so please forward this letter to as
> >>many
> >>people as you can.
> >>

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