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by Shyla
Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1883335
This is for my friend, a poem about a drunken driver and a horrible death.
TELL ME WHY


Why is the grass green?
and boys so mean?

Why are people so happy and glad
while I'm miserable and sad?

Daddy please, tell me why.

Why did the drunken driver live when mommy had to die?
why are the birds still singing, and why does daddy cry?

Dear God please, tell me why.

Why do people D.U.I even thou it ruins lives? Why did that man take a life?
because the pain of losing my mom is like being stabbed with a sharpened knife.

It was to late for my mom, but not to late for you,
now when your driving you know what not to do.
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