An Interview With a Homeless Man

I asked a homeless man I met one day, If the recession we’re in is what caused him to be this way. He looked me straight in the eye and told the things he had done, Once upon a time he said I had everything, I was quite the lucky one. Beautiful wife, a baby girl, a lovely home, and two new cars, Then I started messing up and spending most of my free time lounging in the bars. I worked hard for what I had and I didn’t see how this would hurt anyone, Just a few drinks, all I wanted was to unwind and have a little fun. I never once took into consideration how my wife might feel, She hid her feelings till I came home late one night to an empty house and realized that I had messed up this deal. I had become a full fledged drunk and I didn’t even know, That bottled had taken over and wouldn’t let go. That happened over ten years ago and I haven’t seen my wife or baby girl since, From riches to rags, just a no good drunk, a vagabond prince. No the recession was not my downfall, I have to take credit for that, My biggest worry these days is where my next drink is at. Truth be known most like me have let either drugs or booze take total control, They’ve sold or lost everything they’ve ever had, and some have even sold their very own soul. There are a few that have fallen on hard times but they usually manage to get back on their feet. But ones like me will spend the rest of our lives as homeless on the streets.