Don't drink and Drive
At a time of celebration,
Drinking lager in the bar.
Go home, get changed for the night ahead,
You decide to take the car.
You're not quite compos-mentis,
You judgements not too sound.
You're driving passed the local park,
There are people all around.
You can't see where you're going,
Coz' you're searching for a vape.
Then bang! A child flies through the air,
For her there's no escape.
You didn't see her coming,
Though she lies there on the floor.
You haven't gone to try and help,
You won't unlock the door.
You were sentenced to six months in prison,
Got fined, and banned for two years.
The only thing that I have left now,
Are the memories and millions of tears.
If only I'd kept her in that day,
She would be at my side, "still alive".
It was you who murdered my daughter,
As you chose to drink and drive.............
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Author:
The Scarletbard (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Personal poetry written for a family friend some years ago..
- Category: family
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Comments4
Powerful and tragic yet so common it makes one wonder why. A difficult read and so equitable. Well written
Thank you for your wonderful words and support
A message that direly needs to get across. I myself have survived the horror of such recklessness. 🕊🙏🏻
Far too many times this happens and continues to happen..
People need to learn self control and self respect
And it appears the value of life and concern for others is close to nil.
That is a societal issue Worldwide it seems sadly..
Agreed
Funny, how you suggest the parent wishes they'd kept the small child closer, if only to have preserved her thereby, and while my mother didn't exactly do that, somehow I had the sense she did and also understood I was to keep my siblings close for their safety. Adulthood did its damages, inevitably, but, I've always wondered at the parents who don't seem so protective. And this pretty number is a reminder of the painful fact that so many things take half a second, yet can never be undone. Beautifully rendered with a delicate eloquence, excellent imagery and a damning poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for your beautiful feedback and great words..
Hindsight is a wonderful thing as we say
For the record, I've 20/20 hindsight.
haha
Haven't we all...
Yep. What I want is 20/20 foresight, if only I'd submit!
Never submit or admit to anything lol
Hahaha.
A sad but all to often occurance, which there is no reason in the world to justify it, nicely expressed and written
Thank you for such support and wonderful words
You are very welcome
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