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She tells us - “ Many years ago this poem was on the back page of the NSW Police Magazine.
The poem was anonymously contributed to the magazine.”
She saw our editorial last week regarding the addition of extra highway patrol officers to Cowra and thought we would be interested.
We thought you ALL may be interested.
ME LAST WORDS
I went to the party Mum,
I remembered what you said,
You told me not to drink Mum,
So, I drank Coke instead.
I felt really proud Mum,
The way you said I would,
I didn't drink and drive Mum,
Even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing,
I know you're always right,
Now the party's ending Mum,
As everyone drives out of sight.
I got into my car Mum,
But as I pulled onto the road,
The other car didn't see me Mum,
And hit me like a load.
As I lie on the footpath Mum,
I hear a Policeman say,
The other guy was drunk, Mum,
And I'm the one who'll pay,
I'm lying here dying Mum,
I wish you'd get here soon,
How come this happened to me Mum,
My life burst just like a balloon.
Blood is all around me Mum,
Most of it is mine,
I hear the Doctor say Mum,
I'll be dead in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you Mum,
I swear I didn't drink,
It was the others Mum,
The others didn't think.
He didn't know where he was going Mum,
He was probably at the same party as I,
The only difference is Mum,
He drank and I will die.
Why do people drink Mum,
It can ruin your whole life,
I'm feeling sharp pains now Mum,
Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking Mum,
I don't think that is fair,
I'm lying here dying Mum,
While all he can do is stare.
Tell my brothers not to cry Mum,
Tell Daddy to be brave,
And when I go the Heaven Mum,
Write "Daddy's Girl" on my grave.
My breath is getting shorter Mum,
I'm becoming very scared,
Please don't cry for me Mum,
Because when I needed you, you were there.
I have one last question Mum,
before I say goodbye,
I didn't even drink Mum,
So, why am I going to die?
This is the end Mum,
I wish I could look you in the eye,
To say these final words Mum,
I Love you and Goodbye.
janine.finlayson@fairfaxmedia.com.au