Johnny brought a gun to school...
Mommy.. Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did What I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best;
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know; you know it's true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is, "Mommy, I love you."
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl, I did What I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go, But Mommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun, He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny, Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy; That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris; my boyfriend; That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister; That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother; I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends; That they always were the best;
Mommy, I'm not the first, I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers; I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this, And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me? No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others, Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors; I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying, With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember, I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack, Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy, On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress, Mommy, I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now, The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have, I know; you know it's true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is, "Mommy, I love you."
Reacties op dit gedicht
| TheMissUnknown: | Zondag, maart 09, 2008 20:52 |
| =o praachtigg! | |
| JuuJuu: | Zondag, december 02, 2007 16:44 |
| Wauw! zo mooi!:o | |
| green eyes: | Zondag, juli 29, 2007 14:36 |
| ik krijg er tranen van in mijn ogen. prachtig geschreven.. | |
| Never : | Zaterdag, mei 12, 2007 13:16 |
| Dit is echt té mooi.. ga zo door. echt. *sprakeloos* xx |
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| *..Princess..*: | Maandag, april 02, 2007 22:46 |
| Echt een diep gedicht .. egt wel mooij.. groetjes .. Anita |
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| jasmienschrijft: | Maandag, april 02, 2007 18:58 |
| Heel bijzonder je gedicht. Als de mensen, die gewelddaden begaan zich zouden kunnen verplaatsen in de slachtoffers en hun familie, en zouden kunnen voelen, wat de familie van zo een kind voelt, zouden ze het niet kunnen doen, denk ik. groetjes, jasmien |
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| red one: | Zaterdag, maart 31, 2007 10:22 |
| hier heb ik t koud van gekregen! ontzettend mooi verwoord!! liefs redje |
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| Meisje met het hart*: | Zaterdag, maart 31, 2007 10:07 |
| Hartverscheurend. omg zo mooi kuss* |
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| Free@Bird: | Maandag, maart 26, 2007 19:31 |
| Zo hartverscheurend mooi geschreven! Liefs Kerima |
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| Br0kEn: | Maandag, maart 26, 2007 18:44 |
| omg echt heel mooi geschreven kreeg er tranen van in mijn ogen | |
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| Auteur: EveryTearTellsAStory | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 26 maart 2007 | ||
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