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The Final Race
Contributed by
WordPoet
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Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 09:40:00 PM in AEST
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Behind the gates, upon the hill beneath a shaded tree,
Stands a lady with a flower, whose tears are shed for me.
She stands there weeping all alone, such pity on her face,
And wipes the tears upon her cheek with a kerchief trimmed in lace.
If only I’d have known the pain that I would cause,
But recklessly I didn’t think, nothing gave me pause.
No friend was there to caution me or put me in my place,
When at the light a car pulled up and challenged me to race.
Liquid courage filled my veins, I knew I could not lose,
At least that’s what I told myself or was it just the booze?
So at the green I hit the gas and put it to the floor,
The wheels squealed, the car took off, I could hear the engine roar.
When at the turn, while neck in neck, the car began to slide,
I lost control, no time to think, where was my foolish pride?
The tree came up so suddenly, I hit it on the side,
And with a crash the race did end and that is where I died.
Upon the hill and six feet down is where my body lies,
The drunken choices that I made have given me this prize.
My mother stands there all alone with tears upon her face,
And remembers me the way I was before the final race.
By: Doug Morton
http://wordpoet.tripod.com
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Re: The Final Race
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by LOWMAN613 on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 11:38:52 PM AEST
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Doug,wow this was some story line here!
Great peice! The choices in life are never easy to make! Very touching too! Christina |
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Re: The Final Race
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by blueheart on
Wednesday, 5th February 2003 @ 11:49:43 PM AEST
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I really like your poem...Its awesome...
Well written and with a message. |
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Re: The Final Race
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by DreamWeaver on
Thursday, 6th February 2003 @ 05:33:19 AM AEST
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| Wow ... the emotions in this poem ... I can imagine the pain of this woman grieving over her son ... it must happen so many times. Great poem. |
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Re: The Final Race
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by ladyfawn on
Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 09:50:42 PM AEST
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| OHHH! I 'm happy it isn't true and your here writing the poem.....moved me an awful lot...my son was in an accident several months ago, he's now 15, but a tree almost lopped off his head and his cousins...*chills* |
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Re: The Final Race
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by Lia on
Tuesday, 18th February 2003 @ 03:17:04 PM AEST
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| OMG Doug!!! My jaw is on the floor right now. What an unbelievably awesome story this is. And it holds such a sad truth to it. A realism that happens in life way too often. A realism that I can relate to. All I have left to say is Thank you for writing this... |
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Re: The Final Race
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by ginsdance on
Wednesday, 19th February 2003 @ 10:25:02 PM AEST
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And that is so true. Another moving piece from you. Great write!
Ginnie |
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Re: The Final Race
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by Dot on
Tuesday, 1st April 2003 @ 06:38:33 PM AEST
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| Powerful heart-wrenching poem. I am a mother and I have been there where your mother stands. Dot |
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