Alcohol
A Robber of Innocence
Fogging the mind of otherwise brilliance
Sweet poet lost
Eloquence run amok
Nonsensical gibberish
That sounds like music to the ears
Of blurred, slurred friends
Great author
Who only wanted to stretch the mind
With the great experience
of mind altering drugs
Where are your epics?
Your stories yet untold?
I see only your wordless blank stare
Great teacher
Teaching nothing
Giving nothing
Just your own precious life to the grave
Leader king
Who reigns in the alley
Silver spoon, silver tip, silver tongue devil
Who utters not a word in his defense.
Mother, wife, lover, friend
Huddled alone
Seeking relief, the bottled kind
Or smoke, or huff, or mainline
A trip to oblivion for a while
Then hit the ground
And off to the corner for more
Wake up
Wake up to your reality
Clear your mind
You have a gift, use it
You have a skill, contribute
Show yourself
Show the world
1 comment:
Yes alcohol can rob ones spirit of creative ability along with other mind altering drugs. But there is always room for those who create no matter what state they are in not condoning it just accepting it as a fact of life most of our greatest creations came from persons who were under the influence of one subtance or another....
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