I'm The Widow Of An Alcoholic
He was mild mannered and I loved him so much,
When we met I knew he was the one,
If I was ever in trouble he was always my crutch,
But inside he was a smoking gun.
We'd enjoy a beer and a glass of fine wine,
Enjoy burgers at the barbecue,
With friends and family we'd usually dine,
Then the odd drink became more than a few.
The man we loved became snappy,
Saying things we could not understand,
He would suddenly become so unhappy,
Soon his comments would get out of hand.
He'd shout at the children for just breathing,
Leaving them totally fraught,
His behaviour would then have me seething,
Which would leave us all feeling distraught.
The following day when he got out of bed,
I would try to take him to task,
When I asked him about those things he'd said,
His reply was always, '' please don't ask ''
Was it pressure of work or was it just me,
My excuses became pretty lame,
Because I loved him I refused to see,
It was him who was entirely to blame.
He started to come home smelling of drink,
To say obnoxious is me being mild,
I had to find out just what was the link,
We did not deserve being reviled.
I started to find alcohol all over the house,
In wardrobes and under the stairs,
Half empty bottles hidden by my spouse,
When confronted he'd say, '' who cares ''
He wouldn't talk he'd refuse to discuss,
His only comment was, '' I've nothing to say ''
Apart from the fact I was making a fuss,
About nothing as things were okay.
His friends and family then disappeared,
They just couldn't take any more,
His alcohol problems were far worse than feared,
What is happening to the man we adore.
He then lost his license he could no longer drive,
After that he lost his employment,
As time went by his health took a dive,
He was losing his sense of enjoyment.
We all tried our best but it was never enough,
Then came the physical abuse,
It was then I decided, yes it was tough,
I wouldn't listen to another excuse.
We gave up our life we gave up trying,
Though we'd struggled for so many years,
We could no longer watch the man we love dying,
He was confirming all our worst fears.
He gave up his children he deserted his wife,
Before we knew it he'd become overawed,
His addiction took over his entire life,
When alcohol became his one God.
Drink will destroy you if you lose control,
It will fill your whole life with regret,
On all those around you it will take it's toll,
That's something you must never forget.
Yes it's addictive but you can get assistance,
But that decision must come from ''YOUR'' heart,
If you continue your denial and total resistance,
Your whole world will be torn apart.
The misuse of booze affects far more than you,
There are many others who will end up abused,
You'll end up in the gutter that much is true,
For your addiction you will stand accused.
Alcohol is a killer so don't be misled,
It isn't all about fun and frolic,
How do I know that you'll end up dead,
‘' I'm The Widow Of An Alcoholic ‘'
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With Assistance You Can Win Back Your Pride
I'm not an ''alkie'' but I enjoy a drink,
My intake I can never remember,
My friends are saying I'm on the brink,
Of the pub I'm an honorary member.
I never take notes of how much I've had,
Nor how many times I go out,
They look upon me as a Jack the lad,
I certainly don't behave like a lout.
Am I aggressive well that would depend?
I don't go looking for fights,
But if I'm pushed myself I'll defend,
I'm entitled to protect my rights.
I miss the odd workday here and there,
But that's nothing to do with the booze,
So before you start let me make you aware,
I will always do what I choose.
Drink has no bearing on my state of health,
I'm as fit as an athlete I'd say,
I'll admit it does take its toll on my wealth,
But I'm fine when I get my next pay.
I always had company but not anymore,
They're saying I was becoming a pain,
When drinking my aggression would come to the fore,
I'll never speak to any of them again.
I drink alone now I can take what I like,
I'm sick of them nipping my head,
Every one of them can go take a hike,
I enjoy getting out of my head.
I buy from superstores and corner shops,
You get far more booze for your money,
In the public bars you get charged for their slops,
With my cargo I'm the bee in the honey.
I've lost my job now why I don't know,
They're saying I was out of control,
Being blind drunk at work I'd hit a new low,
A hair of the dog I would always extol.
I don't have a problem despite what they say,
That's what I wanted to believe,
At least that's the message I was trying to convey,
It was myself I was trying to deceive.
I controlled alcohol not the other way round,
My dependency I would try to defend,
All over the house there was drink to be found,
My condition I could no longer defend.
The next thing I knew I had lost my house,
My wife couldn't stand all the lying,
She said my behaviour was that of a louse,
That she couldn't bear to watch me dying.
My children and parents tried their best,
But their moaning I could no longer stand,
They were just the same as all the rest,
Being deceitful and so underhand.
My ill health was something I wouldn't admit,
Though at times it made me quite pensive,
Despite my state I refused to quit,
My addiction was far too extensive.
I looked in the mirror and thought of the cost,
Was this worth losing all that I love?
Staring back was this stranger I thought I had lost,
This was divine intervention from above.
I'm an alcoholic I finally admitted,
The reality then hit me in the face,
The pieces of this jigsaw finally fitted,
To those around me I have been a disgrace.
It was then I tasted some humble pie,
Friends and family then all rallied round,
They told me they didn't want to see me die,
Working together a new start could be found.
My liver was ravaged beyond repair,
Though it's not alcohol, on which I'll lay blame,
The fault lies with me, fair and square,
Blaming others well that's pretty lame.
I'm well on the road to recovery now,
No alcohol is how I must live,
It's now I admit I was addicted and how,
Abuse of alcohol just does not forgive.
There is a road back that you can pursue,
But only you and you alone can decide,
If you have the willpower to see it through,
'' With Assistance You Can Win Back Your Pride ''
One's Addictive Behaviour
To alcohol he lost his young daughter and wife
He says they were not wrong to walk out of his life
For addictive behaviour the price one must pay
And he is one person who sees it this way.
To keep on drinking alcohol the choice he did make
Though he knew in his heart that this was a mistake
He made the wrong choice with his marriage at stake
One's addictive behaviour can cause others heartbreak.
One's addictive behaviour can come at a huge cost
With abuse of health and broken marriages so much to be lost
An addiction of any sort is not a good thing
And the praises of addictive behaviour you won't hear many sing.
For the break up of his marriage his wife he does not blame
Though that he chose alcohol above her and their daughter does cause him some shame
But at conquering an addiction few seem to succeed
'Tis a human frailty the weakness of need.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Sonnet- Evils Of Alcoho1
The glass of spirit that you hold aloft,
Could ruin lives of own and loved ones all;
And making it a habit to drink oft,
Can cause the inebriated ones’ fall.
Oh, it is not a drink unto one's health!
It shrinks the liver, stomach ulcerates;
The drunkard squanders all his hard-earned wealth,
And dies a cruel death before classmates.
When Alcohol can kill the valiant,
Why gulp it down one's throat and buy trouble?
With ease shed addiction, a person can't;
The drunken driver will see things, double.
Before the Killer-brew can take one's life,
Give up the habit and attendant strife.
poem by John Celes
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Demon Alcohol
Im sick and tired of your excuses
Cant deal with living anymore
Ill give you reasons to continue
While you lie writing on the floor
Ill wash away your lies
And have you hypnotized
Therell be no compromise today
Ill share your life of shame
I think you know my name
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ill get you
If you could deal with your reflection
Im sure youd see into my eyes
Therell be no need for resurrection
Lets drink to people of the lies
Although that ones too much
You know tens not enough
Therell be no compromise today
Ill watch you lose control
Consume your very soul
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Ha ha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol, lets party
(demon alcohol)
(Im the demon alcohol)
Im sick and tired of resolutions
Youve quit me time and time again
Dont speak of suicide solutions
You took my hand, Im here to stay
This time its you or me
Ill never set you free
Therell be no compromise today
So satisfy your lust
Too much cant be enough
Ill introduce myself today
Im the demon alcohol
The demon alcohol
Aha
Demon alcohol
Demon alcohol
Lets party
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Don't Ever Drink And Drive
I never thought about accidents,
When I drove my souped up car,
I thought I was invincible,
Admired from afar.
There was no one else could touch me,
Those others could only dream.
When I had that drink in me,
My God was I was supreme,
I always took a drink or two,
Before getting behind the wheel,
Alcohol gives you confidence,
It enhances the way you feel.
I didn't need to drink too much,
Just enough to get me by,
Laws were made to be broken,
To me they don't apply.
Nobody would accompany me,
Which always made me think,
Are they scared because I drive so fast,
Or because I drive with drink.
I thought my friends admired me,
They'd say I was over zealous,
Their comments only made me think,
That they were all just jealous.
Little did I realise then,
My actions made them frown,
Instead of being their hero,
I was looked on as a clown.
Driving with a drink in me,
Had never held any fears,
I never gave it a second thought,
That it would all end in tears.
I drove down to the bar one night,
Then I sat and had a few,
I came out and jumped behind the wheel,
I'd show them what I could do.
As I sped along the highway,
Here was I the king,
I thought I was immortal,
What more could my life bring.
Just then there was a mighty crash,
What in Gods name had I done,
There was blood and gore everywhere,
This was no longer fun.
As I left my car I froze with fear,
There were bodies all around,
They were all lying lifeless,
Not one of them made a sound.
I knew I had to run away,
What a low down skunk, ,
I knew that I'd be sent to jail,
For driving whilst drunk.
Just then the police approached me,
I didn't know what to say,
They told me I'd caused total carnage,
For that there'd be a price to pay.
Tonight there'll be families grieving,
What you've done they won't forgive,
Because of your selfish actions,
Their kin no longer live.
Those parents have lost their children,
Yes it's solely down to me,
A thoughtless drunken lowlife,
So I beg you all to see.
Our actions have a consequence,
Some good while others bad,
To drive with just one drink in you,
Is totally and utterly mad.
Families are left distraught with grief,
Because I just didn't care,
I chose to drive while I was drunk,
Now they're left in despair.
Millions do it every day,
They don't give it a second thought,
It really only hits you,
'' WHEN '', not if you're caught.
I'm lucky, I'm in prison now,
Alive and in my bed,
My victims weren't so fortunate,
Five of them are dead.
It's too late to say I'm sorry now,
But while I'm still alive,
Please listen to my plea to you,
‘' Don't Ever Drink And Drive''.
She had loved
She had loved,
Loved with the passion of a thousand loves
All of her hurt and pain went into this love
A love that no one had ever known
The ache and hurt from all the others went into the act of loving
The abuse of all the others went into her passion
The pain of rejection from family and friends went into the love making
She could never feel the hurt again so she put it into the passion and heat they two had when they where together
And when she was alone she would cry for the pain
Pain for the fear that she might never love
Cry for all the abuse that was put onto her body
Some in part to find love
Some in part to feel something instead of being loved
She used her body as a vessel to get what she wanted
And never showed love when doing it
She gave herself to forget herself and all the pain and fear and anguish
She gave and gave and showed no emotion in doing so
She knew that no one would really know her
Or really loved her
They were all just lovers without the love and all of the passion
She used what she knew
And passion is what she knew best
She had passion in the way she walked and talked and all the things that she did
She never showed her true colors
Until she found that love
And poured it all into the love making that she gave and cried for a different reason
She now cried for the loved that she had found and wanted
She gave all of her and more then needed to give to one person
That love that she had never had and wanted so desperately she gave to this person and that person never really understood her
She thought that this would never end and never wanted it to
But when the love in the love making faded it was just empty
And from then on all of her became empty
She did not know how to show true love and slowly lost her passion
All of her passion for all of the things that made her lovable
So now she was never to find that love again
Now she was passionless and empty
Empty was she would remain to be
Hallow once again just a vessel for others to abuse
and confuse for what they thought was love
Love that she would and could never feel again
poem by Ruthy Fernandez
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As They Lay Me In The Ground
Every day brings me more pain,
I just pray there's no tomorrow,
My life is truly inhumane,
It's filled with grief and sorrow.
I used to be a normal guy,
Quite happy with my lot,
Family, friends no need to lie,
My life just couldn't be bought.
Then I thought, this can't be right,
There's more to life than this,
What I was missing was out of sight,
So I tried some cannabis.
It made me feel relaxed and cool,
Then I mixed it with some drink,
I never knew I could be so cruel,
But I refused to see the link.
I progressed on to stronger drugs,
They made me feel immune,
The warning signs are just for mugs,
I won't stop anytime soon.
I then lost my family and my friends,
How dare they interfere?
As into farce my life descends,
To me it's still unclear.
My legs are full of holes and sore,
I've no veins left to inject,
My body's rotten to the core,
Yet my fix I must collect.
I have no money to buy my kit,
No family from which I can steal,
I'd give my life for another hit,
I need cash for one more deal.
Addiction is an abject curse,
You imagine it gives you joy.
When you think things can't get worse,
Your spirit it will then destroy.
Your mind and body then give in,
You can no longer cope,
You're in a battle you can never win,
It's then you give up hope.
I've caused those close to me untold grief,
A fact I refused to see,
My leaving will bring them scant relief,
But I need to set myself free.
My will to live has disappeared,
At last my peace I've found,
The chaos in my life has cleared,
‘' As They Lay Me In The Ground ‘'
Oh Daddy
I used to be daddy's little girl
To us U meant the world
And, oh how we seemed so happy
Thought we had everything
But oh how the seasons changed
When you broke up with us and made a new family
So many
Times I cried
Sleepless nights
Asking why did U go
I still don't know
What happened to the man I used to know
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
Day by Day it got so hard
Ma takin any job
And the car just won't drive and nothing to get by
Next thing we in a food line
These things, no you didnt see
Cause you gave up on me
I just kept following my dream
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
Now slowly I start to understand
This was just all apart of a plan
Cause without we've been thru so many things
Now to you we are thanking
Every word I say is true
I couldn't forgive but now I do
But we just can't forget I just can't let it happen all over again
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
You loved me then left me
Out here with no daddy
No longer a family with daddy
Though we struggled for a while
We still made it through these trials
I don't think back because we're OK, Oh daddy
song performed by by Christina Milian
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Alcohol
Here is a story about a sinner,
He used to be a winner who enjoyed a life of prominence and position,
But the pressures at the office and his socialite engagements,
And his selfish wifes fanatical ambition,
It turned him to the booze,
And he got mixed up with a floosie
And she led him to a life of indecision.
The floosie made him spend his dole
She left him lying on skid row
A drunken lag in some salvation army mission.
Its such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would say,
Damn it all and blow it all,
Oh demon alcohol,
Memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall a slave to demon alcohol.
Barley wine pink gin,
Hell drink anything,
Port, pernod or tequila,
Rum, scotch, vodka on the rocks,
As long as all his troubles disappeared.
But he messed up his life and he beat up his wife,
And the floosies gone and found another sucker
Shes gonna turn him on to drink
Shes gonna lead him to the brink
And when his moneys gone,
Shell leave him in the gutter,
Its such a shame.
Oh demon alcohol,
Sad memories I cannot recall,
Who thought I would fall,
A slave to demon alcohol.
song performed by by Kinks
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It Runs In The Family!
The uncle is a barfly and he's
Locked up in jail for jay walking on a
Holy Sunday morning to the nineteenth hole
It runs in the blood of this alcohol ravaged
Family and the father is dying of the liver
Cirrhosis but he's adamant that he won't
Give up his love of the bottle and he has fled
From the hospital to drink himself to death
It has brought shame and untold suffering
To this family but the mother is an alcoholic
Par excellence and she will drink until she
Can no longer stand and she urinates on herself
She is gang raped by the drunkards the baby in
Her arms is in danger of suffocating in the
Vomit of the soused mother from hell
It runs in the family!
The daughter is an exhibitonist who likes
To expose what her grand mama gave her in public
The girl is a public nuisance and she has grabbed
The headlines of the rumor mill for a glass of beer
It runs in the family!
And the son has been hauled off to
The mental institution and this soused drunk family
Do you think they care?
Do you run a rehabilitation program that will
Save the alcoholics them from themselves?
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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Pains of Divorce
His entire life was in his pocket
Starting from his daughters hair locket.
A few pictures of him and his family
Reminding him of how things used to be.
A crumbled up note saying:
Daddy ! I love you - I want you home.
This is where you belong.
The divorce had not gone too well
He had put his family through a living hell.
He felt the pressures getting to him
Of things he did and places he’d been
Of a life that he had been ashamed
He turned to alcohol to ease the pain.
They say with friends he had been
Who Turned to crime and to sin.
they convinced him that
This business was easy prey
And with this they could get away.
He got caught and served some time
Got out of jail and was doing fine.
Then he ran across the same old crowd
Drinking in a bar and getting loud.
Since he had met them his life had changed
He left the bar in a fit of rage.
This rage soon opened up his mind
And he fell to the floor and began to cry.
He asked himself: how is it! that we lose our way
We leave our families and go astray.
How is it! That love is like wine
It gets you drunk and leaves you blind.
How is it! That we fall under loves spell
It makes us happy- or it puts us thru hell.
How is it! That we see faults in others
But not in ourselves.
Do we think that we could hide it
And no one can tell.
He was putting the blame on him falling in love
And wanting to give his family so much more
That he lost himself and forgot the score.
He recalled: I once felt like a king on his throne
And now I’m left all alone.
I knew what it was like to make love
Under the stars above.
I would feel your heart beating on top of mine
And thought that we’d be together till the end of time.
Those beautiful nights and those fantastic days
Where I would make love to you in every way.
Like a fool I let this all slip away.
He found religion on that night
Turned his life around, and began his plight
He would fight to get his family back
He would not give up the slack.
The pains of divorce changed his way
And he knew he would never stray.
His wife saw the change in him
And decided to take him back in.
His daughter now happy as can be
Because once again she had her family.
poem by Louis Rams
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Addictive Gambler
Addicted Gambler
This is a sad tale
Of a man who gambled and failed
His desire was to get rich quick
But he ended up being a losing freak
Daily withdrawals from the cash machine
Yet with money he was so mean
Never ate hence so thin and lean
Smoked away with bad breath and skin
He had other hidden talents
Which were vividly silent?
He was creative
Very imaginative
But none of that ever became lucrative
An addicted gambler
Who tried his hands at everything?
To see what his luck might bring
Spent hours scratching cards at Bingo
Tried poker though he did not know the lingo
Played and lost on various fruit machines
Never ever satisfied with a days win
Gambled on so many horses
Which all brought heavy losses?
In misery he resorted to alcohol
This also contributed to his downfall
Lost all his friends
In vain tried to make amends
After missing so many appointments
Several times he threw in the towel
When he realised
He had no more personal possessions to sell
Saying life really sucks
I don’t seem to be having any luck
But he was an addicted gambler
It was only a question of time
When he will sneak out of home as if a crime
To gamble his newly acquired wealth away again
An addicted Gambler
Absorbed with heavy numerous debts
Caused by large unreasonable bets
Spending his entire wage
Was a daily chapter in his book and page
That grew worse and worse with every age
Always borrowing more money
From his friends and family in a hurry
Saying please I wouldn’t do it again, I am sorry
His family knew he desperately required
Psychiatric assistance
That very momentarily instance
Or his mental state
Would be beyond maintenance
A very befalling state
Several times he threw in the towel
When he had no more personal possessions to sell
Saying life really sucks
I don’t seem to be having any luck
But he was an addicted gambler
It was only a question of time
When he will sneak out of home as if a crime
To gamble his money away again
After so many years he finally gave up
He knew it was about time to eventually stop
He lost it all
There were no more friends to call
He did not even have little money to have a ball
What a sad story said the coroner
This young man must have been a total loner
What an addictive gambler
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I Found Myself
(5/28/12)
I found myself all alone and not one heart had I ever known
For my heart had turned to stone.
I thought that everything in life I would achieve if
I depended solely on me.
That I would need no family or friends
Because I'd reach my goal in the end.
My thought was that when you depend on someone else
They would always hinder you, to a point you wouldn't
Know just what to do.
I did not want love to kick me in the tail
And then with my goals I would fail.
I did not want these so called friends
Who would turn their backs in the end.
I used every excuse that I could find
Till my heart had become cold and blind.
Then I met a woman who was the same as me
Ruthless, uncaring and cold, she was twenty five
Years of age, and on her -life turned the page.
I looked at her and what I saw -was a mirror of me
Because I closed all doors.
I was really turning my back on all of life
And all that life could give
by closing up my heart and not learning to live.
I found my self questioning all my decisions
That I had made, and if people hated me
Then I was to blame.
I knew right then that I would have to change my ways
And the way that I did think, and still get everything.
I asked forgiveness from family and friends
And if they would support me once again.
They all smiled and gave me a hug and a kiss
Which was something that I had missed
Now I found myself with a new outlook on life
And things are now twice as nice.
SMILE! Things could be so much worse.
poem by Louis Rams
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Older Than You
We are younger in years! Yes, that is true;
But in some things we are older than you.
For instance, you sometimes say with a smile,
'It will do to drink wine once in a while.'
We say, 'It will not do at all!'
Wine is an imp of old Alcohol.
So are gin and beer, and cider, too.
If you drink up them, they will eat up you.
'Cider is not a strong drink,' you say.
Ah! but, my friend, it opens the way
For brandy and whiskey to follow fast.
It has done it many a time in the past.
It tempts and teases the appetite.
Let it alone, boys, keep to the right;
Onward and upward we mean to go.
Heaven is reached that way, you know.
People who drink are behind the time.
They are back with darkness, and woe, and crime.
This age is progressive. You people who drink,
Though ever so little, just pause and think-
Think of the anguish that liquor makes;
Think of the hearts that it burdens and breaks.
Let it alone: stop drinking to-day-
This is what we, the children, say.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Drink Yer Glasses Empty
Listen up and Ill tell you what youll do
Forget about music and alcohol to
Forget about yer baby, weve got other work for you
Better drink yer glasses empty now, its time to rise n shine
Theres one less cause in the world to be leavin for
It was back in 39 when I was one year old
Sitting by the backyard fence and the world had turned to cold
Drink yer glasses empty now was all that they were told
Drink yer glasses girls and boys, its time to hit the sky
To the tune of thunder, theres no time to wonder why
Wed love to take life over, that is plain
Forget about sorrow, forget about pain
And watch a john wayne movie to remind us once again
Better drink yer glasses empty now, its time to hit the line
You got one less cause in the world to be leavin for
Drink yer glasses girls and boys, its time to hit the sky
To the tune of thunder, theres a tear in every eye
Id like to take things one at a time
Forget about reason, forget about rhyme
Because beg, steal, or borrow you got another hill to climb
So drink yer glasses empty now, its time to hit the road
Theres one less cause in the world to be leavin for
Drink yer glasses girls and boys, its time to hit the sky
To the tune of thunder, theres no time to wonder why
Wed like to take life over again
When time of war had passed away into the rain
And watch a john wayne movie to remind us of the planes
Just drink yer glasses empty now, its time to rise n shine
Theres one less cause in the world to be leavin for
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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The Powers Of Addiction
This feeling is an uncontrollable urge,
Very soon I'll be ranting and raving,
On my body and mind it is truly a scourge,
I must score to get rid of my craving.
It's okay to drink it's fine to smoke,
Though it kills more than my illegal drugs,
While your liver fails and your black lungs choke,
It's not just us Junkies who are mugs.
Addicts are not those down and out scum,
Society just loves to portray,
They can be rich and famous yes clever not dumb,
Does that make their addiction okay.
When I look at my own reflection,
The ravages of drugs I don't see,
I still look at myself with affection,
Deep inside that skeleton is me.
I've disgraced my Father and Mother,
Yes I'm disgusted at the life I am living,
But my guilt I can easily smother,
I use those who are always forgiving.
They supply me with clothing and with food,
My needles I am given for free,
My benefits can go on my fix now that's good,
If only the blind could see.
They believe they're providing assistance,
When in fact our problems they compound,
When required we'll put up resistance,
Those tactics will always confound.
To get high I will beg steal or borrow,
As for shame I no longer care,
Regardless I no longer feel sorrow,
When I fall down I know they'll be there.
You spend millions trying to help us all,
But the majority don't want to be cured,
While on our drugs we are having a ball,
Of that you can rest assured.
The question in reality this poses,
Is why do so few of us finish with drugs,
If they woke up and smelled the roses,
They would know we treat them as mugs.
By pandering to us our addictions they feed,
That's a subject they don't like us to mention,
When alls said and done it's our fix we need,
Cessation was never our intention.
They even give us a temporary fix,
Some methadone to see us through,
It does till we get our stronger kicks,
Though long term it's a decision you'll rue.
Would you give booze to an alcoholic?
I very much doubt if you would,
Though it allows them some fun and frolic,
It certainly won't do them any good.
So why do you feed us a drug that kills,
It just doesn't make any sense,
It's akin to taking too many pills,
The decision makers must be all dense.
To get high I will beg steal or borrow,
As for shame well I no longer care,
Regardless I don't feel any sorrow,
When I fall down I know they'll be there.
Every twist and turn I take,
I find there is no way out,
Any decision I attempt to make,
Fills me up with self-doubt.
I'm caught up in a vice like grip,
There is no way I can escape,
I know my dignity this habit will strip,
My existence is so out of shape.
I love the feeling when I'm on a high,
But I detest that road back down,
I feel so depressed I just want to cry,
In self-sympathy I just want to drown.
It's always someone else, who's to blame,
My peers my friends or whoever,
It's never me that's why there's no shame,
As an excuse it's really quite clever.
I know you will say I deserve all I get,
For this is the life I have chosen,
Have you lived a life without any regret?
From society have you ever been frozen?
You may well ask why am I so obtuse,
I'm responsible for my own affliction,
Well I say to you no it's not an excuse,
I've succumbed to,
‘' The Powers Of Addiction ‘'
I Am Wine
I am wine for you to drink and extract pleasure, just slowly,
So that alcohol is consumed to deter, just slowly.
When the substance floats away and crumbles beneath the skin of the Earth,
A plant has been contained in our hands, the hand is the detector, just slowly.
Living is loved for its juices, the very amount is not worth knowing,
Like the speed of the Earth’s orbit, the detester, just slowly.
May life begin again for the best outcome and this love,
The world is cooked with it, and living is a detailer, just slowly.
Loneliness is the solution to the problems of Love,
May the alcohol burn to exist in a flood, Love is a member, just slowly.
May life enchant the believer and the careless water,
May Loving Men and Women see my wine, and me as mediator, just slowly.
poem by Naveed Akram
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By your side
I stand watching you throw away your life
you are wearing a wedding ring
yet you have lost your wife
because you look around the room
and you cant find your pride
I stand by your side.
What do you have?
you say you have nothing
but you cant see what you have lost
and you say you will stop
but the drink is all you have got
you look around
and you cant find your pride
I stand by your side.
Your face is cut from a drunken fight
and every morning is a drunken night
the poison you persist must take your sight
leaving you with not one brain cell left
the alcohol has gone to your head
a park bench has become your bed.
I stand by your side unlike your health
but I cant help unless you help yourself
what do you have? Look.
See you cant find your pride.
Understand I cant stand by your side.
poem by Daniel McCann
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Howard
Some people claim not to drink alcohol but,
Most of the medicines they take are made of alcohol!
So, who is learning from whom?
The hamattan is in and i am feeling cold,
But i am waiting for Howard my lover to come in;
For he is like the summer on this love.
I will never say no and i will kiss him all over,
And like the glorious heart of an oak;
For i have learnt a lot in my life to take up this love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Answer to all questions
Alcohol is not the answer
To all questions
Stated by Mahatma Gandhi.
Alcohol is not the answer
To all the questions
But if you do not get the answer
It helps you to forget the question
Stated by Vijaya Mallya.
Gandhi and Mallya
Two poles of alcohol
Life style of both are
Like alcohol but with
Difference to those
Who know alcohol and those
Who do not know alcohol
Both the persons are
Irrelevant and meaningless.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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