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Go Ahead Drink and Drive

The picture that you painted still hangs from our wall. There beside it is the photo of you and little Robbie that was taken at the mall. Special memories that still make me cry. Each time I look, I have to ask God why? Such a short time together you, me, and little Robbie who had just turned three. I wished we were still together but now it’s only me. You know they said he never got so much as a scratch that day. That day he took you and little Robbie away. They said alcohol was to blame and he just lost control. More than alcohol is to blame for it was my life that he stole. My wife and little child can never come home ever again. All because you had to drink and drive, Lord when will it end? I know you didn’t mean it, but it won’t bring them back. It’s no more your fault than the people that make and sell it, maybe it’s will power you lack. Your punishment you’ll live with every single day of your wretched life. The fact that you murdered my young son and my innocent wife. Lord your will, will be done, whether it be mercy or vengeance whichever one. I just know I miss my wife and baby son. This is just a poem, but it really happens nearly everyday to some poor guiltless soul,it's never too late to put the bottle down! I did and so can you!

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