My Untold Story

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I went to a party, Mom

I did not drink,

as u had said, Mom

I felt really good inside,

as u had mentioned,

I would feel,

If I keep that aside

I didn't not drink and drive,

The way you thought,

I would,

Even though I was told,

I should,

They said, it’s a thrill,

still I held on to my will

Finally the party was ending,

Out of sight,

Everyone was going,

I felt proud, thing

I had done was right

As I got in the car,

I knew I had to be home safe,

I braced the belt and checked the brake

I pulled on to the road,

Slow I was on the node

But the other car,

Just struck me like a load

Motionless I was lying on the road

Many injuries I boar,

the other guy was drunk,

I heard the policeman roar

This is not fair, Mom

the guy who hit me is walking,

while I’m unable to do any talking

There is a lot of blood around,

Most of which is mine,

The medic says,

I will die in short time

I wish someone had told him,

Not to drink and drive

If so, I would still be alive,

Probably he was at a party as I,

only difference was, he drank

and I will die

I am losing breath,

My thoughts are fading,

I wish you reach in time,

I swear Mom,

I didn't dink and drive

My last wish, this

An untold story, Mom

Reaches everyone in time,

I didn't drink,

It was others who didn't think,

I wish everyone now thinks,

So no one’s life is ruined in a wink

Be fore I say good bye,

I ask a question Mom,

I didn't drink and drive,

So why am I the one to die?

                 Karan

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