I wrote this in May 2009. It was the first time that Mother's Day was on May 10, since the event of this poem. Since it's May 10th and Mother's Day weekend, I wanted to share here on my blog.
Mother’s Day: May 10, 1998
I remember the blood
I remember the fright
I remember waking up
In the middle of the night
It was 3 AM
It was screaming in the hall
It was the worst Mother’s Day
The worst of them all
It made me sad
It made me cry
It made me wish
She didn’t have to die
We watched her die
We watched her close her eyes
We watched them take her away
And we prayed for everyone’s lives
All that time her blood poured out
All that time for the ambulance to arrive
All that time and they didn’t come
To save the girl; keep her alive
Monday at school they talked about it
Monday at school I wasn’t perfect and didn’t care
Monday at school I got sick and left;
Went home and faced the stairs
Every day I remembered the blood
Every Mother’s Day I remember them
Every time I see a fight
I pray it doesn’t turn out as grim
Two new mothers on Mother’s Day
Two girls in a stupid fight
Two babies at home asleep
More than one life was changed that night
A lot was said
A lot was done
A lot was seen
But who won?
