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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