The Choice

It was something of a dream
a dream that I'll always remember
but it wasn't a dream at all
that faithful day in early November

it was me, my mates and a car
driving happily and carefree
but as we came around the corner
we saw something we didn't see

it all seemed to go so slowly
and the car radio was just a blur
and as we hit that car head on
something new began to occur

when i re-opened my eyes
i was in a place so very new
i didn't know what had happen
and i didn't know what to do

heavy mist covered the ground
it was all as white as snow
and i couldn't see a thing
except in the distance a little glow

i couldn't quite see what it was
but then it began to near
and my heart started to pound
as i was filled with such a fear

i could barely make out a figure
but as it came in to my view
i couldn't quite believe my eyes
was i dreaming or was this true

there standing before me
was an angel big and bright
a pure glow coming from her
as she was dressed in wholly white

she told me i had died
that the crash had taken my life
but she said i could go back
but i would live in total strife

i stood there still in shock
as she began to tell me more
she said that i could go back
but things would be different than before

she said i could stay dead
and heaven would open its gates
or i could go back to earth
and survive the crash with my mates

but to stay alive would cost
and i would forever live in pain
and be pumped full of drugs
but that the hurt would still maintain

but she said one day in my life
i would do the world well
i would create something amazing
but in return I'd go to hell

I'd go down in the history books
as the savior of the earth
but i myself would suffer greatly
but the world would have its worth

i stood there so confused
but i had to make a choice
the angel's face so sad
sorrow could be heard within her voice

to give a child this message
to choose from life or death
but i had made up my mind
that wasn't my last breath

i would go back to earth
and live a life of woe
i would save mankind
and have nothing to show

i told this to the angel
as a tear ran down her face
she said 'and so it is done'
and sent me to my place

i awoke three weeks later
my parents stood beside my bed
and the doctor saying to me
'your so lucky you aren't dead'

i gave him a graceful smile
as he told me the awful news
and as he told me what was wrong
i thought 'it was a choice i had to choose'

*this story is loosely based on a crash i had on November 12th 2005. I've written more a factual poem about it called 'oh what a day' that i wrote on November 13th*