A beautiful day darkened by a black cloud coming down, <br />the smile on a child's face frozen to a frown. <br />Eyes that had life stared with stricken fear, <br />I saw his lips tremble followed by streams of tears. <br /> <br />The driver watched shocked in his drunken state, <br />for the child in my arms met the path of his fate. <br />His frail body covered in blood, tangled and broken; <br />'help me I don't want to die, ' his words softly spoken. <br /> <br />I closed my burning eyes gazing up to the sky, <br />thoughts raged racing in my mind 'why lord, why? ' <br />I looked into those tiny eyes that sang of cheer and song; <br />gently stroking his face, I knew he would soon be gone. <br /> <br />'I want my mommy' he cried from his battered frame; <br />my heart was broken, tears I tried to refrain. <br />He died in my arms without his mother by his side, <br />emotions that I held in, I could no longer hide. <br /> <br />A heart rendering cry escaped and shook the air, <br />my eyes met the drunkards and I could only stare. <br />Would he say 'I am sorry, ' would he even dare! <br />Would he remember this day, did he even care! <br /> <br />Copyright © 2000 Tracey L. Hardie<br /><br />Tracey Hardie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-lord-why-a-child/
