Chapter 1 - Mayada

Mayada Jafar (Still I Cried)

Note: This poem I wrote last night (4-24-06) because all my friends had written poems. If you want to know who Mayada is, though this poem kinda tells all, go to my website (see profile) in the art section, take a look at my pic “In Memory”, or send an IM to me at either screamforfire or InuRoyTohru.



Mayada Jafar

Though I hardly knew her

Wouldn't be able to recognize her from afar

But still I cried



Mayada Jafar

Took a walk with her cousin

As a man drove home from a bar*

And still I cried



Mayada Jafar

Killed with her cousin by a drunk driver

In his out of control car

So then I cried



Things may happen

Out of our control

Perhaps together we could have prevented it,

Together, as a whole

If only people could take responsibility

And not drive around drunk

Children like Mayada would still be alive

And no one would have to cry.



*The man actually wasn't driving home from a bar, but he was still drunk. “Bar” was the only word I could think of that fit that rhymed with “Jafar”.

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