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Demise of A Taxi Driver
Contributed by
devils_denial
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Monday, 27th November 2006 @ 06:15:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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* Based on True Events 24/11/06 *
Today, Im lucky to be alive, But unlucky more so, Was the driver who didnt survive, The paramedics said he died of a stroke, When only thirty minutes before, He seemed like a healthy bloke.
The date was 24th November 2006, The driver just had his nicotine fix, I could sense something was wrong, When suddenly we hit the kerb,
I looked through the glass, We were hurtling towards a Shogun fast, The driver was slumped back, At that point I said Oh ****,
It was then we hit the Shogun, And my face smashed into the screen, Blood went all over my jeans, I was going to die, Thats how it seemed,
Someone had dialled 999, I really thought that this was the Lords sign, Telling me that it was my time, Then I saw flashing blue lights, I thought to myself why tonight?
Ten minutes after, the police arrived, A sheet was put over the drivers head, There and then, He was pronounced dead,
Even now I think about the driver, Seeing him, talking to him, Before he died, But Lord I ask why? Why did I have to be the one? To witness his demise,
By Jay Basey 2006
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Re: Demise of A Taxi Driver
(User Rating: 1 ) by darkangeleyes57 on
Tuesday, 30th January 2007 @ 07:15:48 AM AEST (User
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Well if you believe in fate than things happen for a reason or if you believe in coincidences than it was just the wrong cab and the wrong time.. Sometimes you can't blame yourself for others death especially when you were just a passanger and couldn't do anything.. Maybe it was just his time to go and you just happened to be there.. I hoped that you didn't blame yourself or didn't put all those questions upon yourself like what if's... What's done is done and there is no changing that.. Just be thankful you are alive..
This was a well written poem..
Take care
Christina |
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