By Brans LdyLily21@aol.com
Date: 6 November 2000

Please God!

“Please God”

“Is it time to go?”
“Do you see the light?”
I heard these questions from somewhere around me as I struggled for the
surface.
“I don’t wanna see the light!”
I heard this screaming from somewhere inside of me.  It wasn’t my time.  I
hadn’t even begun to live my life yet.  I hadn’t started a family and I
didn’t know what it was like to be called “mama”.
“Leave me alone!  Let me reach the surface soon!  Please GOD, help me!”
I heard this, too, coming from inside of me.  I knew that it wasn’t my time
to go.  How could it be?  Mine was still such a young life, still
inexperienced, still full of dreams.  What would I have to offer up there?  I
wondered.
“Please, GOD, answer me!  I can feel myself slipping away!”
I can see the darkness now, filling in around me.  There’s a bright light!!!
I see it!!!  Is it  the surface?
“Mama, why are you crying?”
“Papa?  Mama, why is she crying?”
“Papa, why are you crying?”
“Look at me!  Here I am!  Please don’t cry.  I’m okay!”
Why are they driving away?  Where are they going?  Why didn’t you see me?
Why are you crying mama?
All of my family and friends?  All here together?  Why?  Why are you all
crying?
“Hey everyone!  I’m here!”
Nobody sees me.  I make my way to the front.  Who’s in the coffin?  I look,
and...it’s me. Now I know why mama and papa were crying.
“If only she could have held on for a minute more, the doctors said that they
could have saved her.”
I heard this from somewhere behind me.  I turn around to see who it is and it
was mama.
“I’m sorry mama.  I didn’t mean to leave you so soon.  Not now.  I saw the
light and I thought that it was you coming to rescue me.  I’m sorry mama.”
“Papa, please forgive me.  I didn’t want to go, I didn’t mean to go.  I
thought that it was you and mama coming to save me.  I’m sorry papa, I didn’t
know.”
I’m alone now.  All that surrounds me is darkness and my tears.
“It’ll be alright.  They will make it through.”
I hear this from behind me.  I don’t want to turn around, but I did.
“Why didn’t you help me?  I asked you for help!  You’re supposed to help
people, why didn’t you help me?  You took me away from everybody that I loved
and now I am alone.  Why didn’t you believe in me as I believed in you?”
“Please GOD answer me.”
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