I remember, I remember <br />Every year in November. <br />The night I saw a young boy die. <br />Every year I wonder why.. <br /> <br />Could this death have been prevented. <br />Yes if people were contented. <br />just to stand and watch the show <br />instead running to and fro <br /> <br />Throwing bangers at each other <br /> and in general causing bother <br />Demonstrating lack of sense, <br /> careless of the consequence <br /> <br /> A firework set him on fire. <br />The flames spread quickly rising higher. <br />In his panic he chose to run. <br />The last thing that he should have done. <br /> <br />It was the last mistake he made. <br />By the time we rendered first aid. <br />He was burnt from head to toe. <br />We knew it would be touch and go. <br /> <br />Despite the efforts of a nurse <br /> his condition became worse. <br />He died before help could arrive. <br />There was no way he could survive. <br /> <br />On Guy Fawkes Night I stay indoors. <br />I think I have sufficient cause. <br />I can remember vividly <br /> a small boy dying tragically. <br /> <br />I remember, I remember <br />Every year in November. <br />The night I saw a young boy die <br /> every year I wonder why. <br /> <br />26/10/2009 <br />http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unforgettable-13/
