Death of An Innocent

I found this poem on a group on facebook, I have read it before I am sure but every time I read it I feel like crying. If the ‘boy’ from the poem had, taken out a gun instead, he would have served life or at least a few years. We can only guess what he got, but it would probably be 18months at most, if anything. As the group says :

“What annoys me the most is i could go out tomorow with a knife kill someone and be sentenced to life in prison but if i got behind a car wheel and took someones life i’d proberley only get 18 months and if your famous you might even do less. Its an absolute disgrace , its still taking someones life whether its drink driving , not paying attention or simply driving wrecklessly , higher sentencing should be put in place because this isnt just victims of dangerous driving this could be someones mother , father , daughter , son , brother or sister , lets do something about it now!!!” – Higher Sentencing For Dangerous Driving

Same opinion as myself, and many others have the opinion that those who drive dangerously get lesser sentences than those who pull out a gun or knife – It’s about time they were on par – A car is as dangerous if not more …

Here is the poem any how, I feel very sorry for the writter as all I can imagine is it is some poor mother somewhere who taught her daughter well and had her taken away so quickly by a selfish little sh**.

Death of an Innocent

I went to a party, Mum,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum,
So I had a sprite instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mum,
The way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mum,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mum,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mum,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mum,
I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mum,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn’t see me, Mum,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mum,
I hear the policeman say,
“The other guy is drunk,” Mum,
And now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mum…
I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mum?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mum,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mum,
I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mum,
I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, Mum.
The others didn’t think.

He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mum?
It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mum,
And I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mum.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mum,
Put “Daddy’s Girl” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mum,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mum,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mum.
I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, Mum.
When I needed you,
you were always there.

I have one last question, Mum.
Before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

One rule for one .. One Rule for another

(Looks like the Prison’s will one day be empty once they have all appealed)

“The Supreme Court is the final court of appeal in the UK for civil cases. It hears appeals in criminal cases from England, Wales and Northern Ireland. It hears cases of the greatest public or constitutional importance affecting the whole population.” – http://www.supremecourt.gov.uk/

So there has been a whole lot of upset over the supreme court lately, I have one or two opinions of my own. Firstly the Supreme court should realise that Scotland can stand on her two feet our law may not be perfect  but we do not want outside influence, second up If the Supreme court is only going to accept ‘Appeal Cases’ If they want to be so up themselves they should accept that some families out there want to Appeal against the wrongly assigned ‘Not Proven’ or ‘Innocent’ outcome’s that left them feeling the law worked in favor of the criminal.

The ‘Supreme’ Court just come in here and open the door’s of cell’s, of people who will take full advantage of the fact they have a ‘second’ person to request an appeal from – and they should be locked up anyway!

Where does Human right’s stop, when every prisoner has their own appartment in Prison? , When every Prisoner is living like king’s never minding that they are in their for a crime they must have entitlement to everything going, Voting, TV, SKY!, Come on to heck bring back the days of PORRIDGE, these criminals are already getting treated better than us law abiding citizens, they can even stroll out into a ‘TIME SERVED JOB’ which pays double than the Single Mother spending her time at tesco’s trying to get along!

Supreme Court – Let’s make this fair, if you are as great as you are making yourself out, why not start accepting that it is not only the criminals who deserve an appeal but families who feel they were wronged – feel that the person who stood in court that day, smirking as they let him go – really did actually do it. We want to APPEAL against the verdict!

Mr Alex Salmond – I agree with you, but as I said to the Supreme Court, It’s not only Criminals who want to appeal, and it is not only criminals who can be wrong done by … some of us want to appeal against our wrong do-ers who walk free.

Wake up

So a family has just lost a loved one, they do not get justice for that loss and they watch as the person who committed a crime walk’s away wearing a smile that speaks a thousand words. The smile they wear let’s everyone know ‘I got away with it, I done it and I got away with it’ the family returns home feeling defeated and as though no one in the world cares. The law that they once believed in, the law that is supposed to be there to protect the innocent has decided it does not care.

The family members feel they must take time on their own to re-coop but by the time they feel that they can rejoin and grow as a family every one is far to different, their family has changed. Members are coping in their own way, and that is just the way it works. One wants Justice and the others want to forget. They have been let down to many times and cannot face any more hurt, they no longer believe in what they have been told to believe and follow all their life – the law.

Seeking justice for the family member who need’s it is a long hard slope with disappointments at every step of the climb, she feel’s no one listens to her and ignores her plea’s for help. Responses to letters she writes state why she cannot fight it but do not tell her how she can fix it. She has lost out on her education after her mother died, her mother was going to help watch her child while she returned, and while trying to plea that the people who can fix the broken system she misses out on other opportunities she may have had. Taking time away to fight has left her with nothing as not only has she not gotten anyone to listen but she has very little to put on a C.V.

She wonders why the system states that Justice will be served in a court of law, and teaches you not to seek out the Justice yourself. She wants information on how her mother actually died, why the other evidence was not submitted and she want’s to see information on what happened that dreadful night. She is refused.

As her family do not want to know and feel the fight is a loosing battle they do not support her, but as she knows this is how she copes with things she feels the law is set up to keep the criminal happy. She does not understand the people who feel that criminals should be punished by making them tidy up the streets or by making their stay in prison comfortable and a better standard of living than those on the outside. She does not understand the people who feel dangerous drivers who have killed have done less than someone who has taken a gun or a knife to someone. A car is a much bigger object, which someone can kill with and those people who have taken a license and chosen to drive have a responsibility to the pedestrians and to other drivers. These drivers have been taught to drive, they have bought the weapon and they have went against road safety. They are more dangerous than people give them credit for.

She tries her hardest to air her beliefs, but if a dangerous driver kill’s six people on the road and on the same day one person is attacked with a knife – Society is more shocked by the knife crime. The dangerous driver’s kill’s were an ‘accident’ even if that dangerous driver knew he was to ill to drive but did not visit a doctor.

She knows she has spent to much time reading and thinking about dangerous driving to just forget her mission and would love a job working in a field which researches or believes in road safety.

Society need’s a wake up call, the attitude towards dangerous driving is ingrained. People lean back onto the word accident far to much. The Judges and Jury’s who pass out sentences to dangerous drivers also have this attitude which is a terrible tragedy against the families who have lost someone they loves dearly. Wake up world – It’s time to change.

The HeartBreak of a ‘Not Proven’

On the day of the Criminal Court Case ruling I was working at Harveys Furniture in Crewe.

My husband and I  had moved there shortly after my mum was killed. Living in Arbroath had just been to much, I felt like if I stayed there and gave birth to my daughter I would forever be wondering if he was near me in town. I could not bear the thought of him opening a door for me or my baby in town and what if I had given out a ‘Thank you’?

The court hearing had taken days and there was no point of me having had gone, shouting at the Judge or the Jury or him would not have been a good thing, plus seeing his face would have broken me so I gave into it and worked those day’s to keep my mind off of thing’s. The shop was busy and great company was all around, going home to my baby and husband and night.

On the day of the ruling the shop was quiet, tidying up was under way just to keep the time moving, as if you do nothing it stands almost still. The phone had rang and I was praying for a ‘Guilty’  it  had to be a guilty – I mean what Idiot could think he was innocent.  Sadly my step-dad told me over the phone it was a ‘Not Proven’. I had never heard of a not proven before, to all my idiocy I thought you could go on and prove it. The step-dad cleared that up, you cannot prove a not proven, it’s an acquittal. My heart sank, the dazed feeling struck, without telling any of my co-workers the only place that felt like it could shield me was the back access door where lorries came to pick up and drop off. Nikky came through and asked what had happened,  we both stood their dumb struck both not Understanding where the middle ground was – surely you were either Guilty or Not Guilty .. What is the Point in a not proven? Lone behold I was  sent home, working in zombie state is never good nor is it a selling point when the sales person has tears in her eye’s. The walk home was long, but it felt better to spill my feelings to my husband.

On the lead up to the court day we had thought we had it in the bag, when the police officer had came around the first time after the Crash he had told us that Mr Forbes was a well wanted man by the Police in the area, and that he had drugs in the car that night. Unfortunately this was evidence never given to the Jury.

The day of the Court Outcome was the day my family divided to the point of no return. Don’t get me wrong it went from amazing to terrible the day my mother died, but when that type of Injustice is dealt out in a court of law, you loose faith in everything and nothing seems to make sense.

Nowadays, I wish that I had gone to the court and seen his face, just to have a face to blame instead of the invisible monster.

Introducing Justice4Kathy

To begin with, I will introduce myself. My name is Karen, I am 26 and have three children and a Husband who I love. My Job is looking after my three children Primarily, on top of that I study Combined Social Sciences at the Open University. In between House work, school runs, study/Book reading, Dinner making (etc) I try my darnedest to change the minds of MP’s, MSP’s, Procurator Fiscal’s, Society and Anyone who will listen about their weak attitudes to Dangerous Driver’s.

 “Accident” implies that there’s no one to blame”

My life has been turned upside down by one dangerous driver and so many others have suffered at the hands of them, yet the term – Car Accident is thrown around like the words ‘I love you’ with no thought to it.  If everyone got these terms correctly I would die a happy person. Crash or Collision, Please do not use the word accident – there is always someone to blame.

It is my Wish in Life to have a Criminal Court Case Retried, my Mother Kathleen Boyle deserves Justice whether she is dead or not, we, her family also deserve Justice. We lost a lovely woman who tried so hard in life, and had just found happiness.

Not many people listen, although I have found comfort in the fact our local MSP does seem to care.

I look forward to writing here, although I do not have the best writing skills, and I tend to rant a lot. Let’s hope someone out there reads this and take’s heid of it’s message.