So Leude, ihr kennt bestimmt alle dieses Gedicht auf deutsch, un ich find dad is ziemlich heftig wenn man so drüber nachdenkt.. Naya un ich setz dad jetz ma in der Orginalversion auf die Seite, das is nämlich eigentlich n bissl anders als in der übersetzung, un ich denk ihr könnt alle genug Englisch um das zu verstehen! Aba den komment mach ich ma lieber auf deutsch, woa ^^
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're always right. Now the party is finally ending, Mom, and 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'll 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, Mom, 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, why am I the one to die?
Dieser Text in Gedichtform war an der Springfield High School (Springfield, VA, USA) in Umlauf, nachdem letzte Woche zwei Studenten bei einem Autounfall getötet wurden. Unter dem Gedicht steht folgende Bitte: JEMAND HAT SICH DIE MUEHE GEMACHT, DIESES GEDICHT ZU SCHREIBEN. GIB ES BITTE AN SO VIELE MENSCHEN WIE MÖGLICH WEITER. WIR WOLLEN VERSUCHEN, ES IN DER GANZEN WELT ZU VERBREITEN, DAMIT DIE LEUTE ENDLICH BEGREIFEN, WORUM ES GEHT.