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[Dr. N. Subramanian]

A Touching Poem......

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 "GOOD BOY " 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?
Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this
to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going
around the world that will make people understand that don't mix drinking
and driving.

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[SANGEETA WIJ]

I had read it sometime ago and Cried a lot....I wish people think before they drink...as they lose their thinking power as they get drunk...Sangeeta WijPrime-SDEC Limited(M) 9811776210sangeeta@prime-sdec.comSent on my BlackBerry®
From: "Dr. N. Subramanian" <forum@sefindia.org>
Date: Wed, 22 May 2013 07:35:21 +0530
To: <speakout@sefindia.org>
ReplyTo: speakout@sefindia.org
Subject: [Speak Out] A Touching Poem......

     A Touching Poem......     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 "GOOD BOY " 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?  Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this  to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going  around the world that will make people understand that don't mix drinking  and driving.         --

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[Jagdishdhantole]

Sir this is a very nice poem.
Thanks for sharing.
Jagdish On May 22, 2013 4:07 AM, "Dr. N. Subramanian" <forum@sefindia.org (forum@sefindia.org)> wrote:

[sandeep_chauhan]

Respected Sir,

Thanks For sharing with us.
I will circulate this in my whole company.

Thanks
Sandeep.

[TPS61]

touching indeed !If we could apply the same on ourselves for the hundreds of trespasses we do on others, misdeeds we do unknowingly which affect the people around us and the environment around us.
Thanks. 



On Wed, May 22, 2013 at 7:35 AM, Dr. N. Subramanian <forum@sefindia.org (forum@sefindia.org)> wrote:

[Madghumathi.H.G]

Good


On Wed, May 22, 2013 at 7:35 AM, Dr. N. Subramanian <forum@sefindia.org (forum@sefindia.org)> wrote:

[salilclittus]

Sent from Samsung Mobile


-- Original message --
Subject: [Speak Out] A Touching Poem......
From: "Dr. N. Subramanian" <forum@sefindia.org>
To: speakout@sefindia.org
CC:


     A Touching Poem......

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 "GOOD BOY " 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?
Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this
to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going
around the world that will make people understand that don't mix drinking
and driving.

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[k.sankarasubramanian]

Respected Dr.NS sir,

Heart touching poem sir, For this we can follow & bring Saudi rules.
But our govt did'nt do this. Because in tamilnadu Most of the revenue comes by Alcohol. Some how they introduced a law of removing all the liquor shop those situate in National highways. i dont know how along they are going to maintain this.

[manoj jain]

This poem is also linked to we people.
If we make faulty designs of the buildings, bridges etc. the innocent people will have to pay for our mistakes.
Manoj jain



On Wed, May 22, 2013 at 7:35 AM, Dr. N. Subramanian <forum@sefindia.org (forum@sefindia.org)> wrote: