drunk driverA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
D runken fool who wouldn't forfeit his keys, now I cry on my knees. R emembering my son and the life, you so carelessly took from me. U ncaring, inconsiderate, and selfish you were that fateful night. N ot giving a damn! K iller, you have become.
D riving erradically throughout the streets of town! R unning from the police! Evading the law. I am so hurt, so angry at you! V enting with words, I find myself venting with words. E nlightening others of what you have done. R ememembering the night you killed my only son.
© 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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Added on February 9, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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