I am laying here tonight, my body drenched in fear. I push my judging thoughts aside, my eyes fill with tears.
For tomorrow, I pay a visit, to my brothers grave. Why did God take his life, how come he couldn’t stay?
I hear my cursing words come out, I feel my anger rise. I do not understand why people drink and drive.
I am going the cemetery where part of his ashes lay. I am going there to tell him Karen had his boy today.
As I tell him these things, I will break down into tears. I will say the things I should have said while he was here.
I will tell him that I love him, and thank him for loving me. I will tell him in my heart is where he’ll always be.
Then I will say God, please help me to love and forgive that man who killed my brother the night he should have lived.
And please put a burden on his heart, to never again drink and drive. To make him think of all of us, that didn’t get to say good-bye.
And help him be a stronger man, get his life right. Help him understand that your most precious gift is life.
And just before I fell asleep, I heard someone say, no need to worry, I am always with you. It will be ok.
When I awoke the next morning, I awoke with a smile. Thinking things over, was worth my worth while.
That hatred I had in my heart, no longer lingered there, I take it as if the lord had answered my secret prayer.
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