quarta-feira, abril 11, 2007

Se beber não conduza...


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 out of 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?
Autor desconhecido.

Além disso,
«Drink provoques the desire but takes away the perfomance»
William Shakespeare

9 comentários:

Olga disse...

É um texto que alerta para os perigos do álcool de forma brutal!
Devia ser do conhecimento de muitos que andam na estrada!
Bom Post!

bjecas disse...

(hic) o Chequespiare what? (hic)

\m/

o iluminado disse...

Também concordo, se beber não conduza, em relação ao Chequespiare
taaaaannngaaasss......
:P

Óbelix disse...

:S

Anónimo disse...

Nuxa querida o café e quando a menina poder, obrigado pelas as vossas palavras doces, e viva o licor beirao com mt gelo...

beijos para as minhas meninas...

pastor

Anónimo disse...

Nuxa querida o café e quando a menina poder, obrigado pelas as vossas palavras doces, e viva o licor beirao com mt gelo...

beijos para as minhas meninas...

pastor

Paty disse...

A dobrar, credo!!!

bjecas disse...

Estou em pulgas por um poema à pastor...

\m/

Beta disse...

LOLOL