The Last Step

A Christmas eve all alone No childrens laughter heard No presents to bring seasons joy I'm a homeless alcoholic and I'm scared. Yes I know nobody forced me to drink and nobody can make me stop All I ask is a warm dry place I'm tired and about to drop. Last year I had a wife and child I watched them leave and cry The drink had gotten the better of me All I did for them was lie. Do you know what it's like to be a drunk? Your whole life controlled by drink Always planning your next bender Of nothing else you think. Jesus Christ what do I do Help this poor wretched man Is this what you had in store for me? Is this your punishing plan? Is this really my lot in life To die upon the street Or will you send an angel to help me to my feet. I have always been an angry soul Even raised my fist to fight I swear to you let me live til' morn I will change with all my might. I will seek the help of a caring soul and never drink again and use your gracious gift to me To help others ease their pain. A year has passed since I prayed my prayer An angel came to me Dressed in jeans and tatoo's With a sandwich and a cup of hot tea. "If you really want to change your life we can feed and shelter you just don't take another drink that's all you have to do". Its Christmas eve and I'm clean and sober With a sandwich and some tea A helping hand to this poor man For without Gods grace.. that's me.