Am Enslaved By Liquor

AM ENSLAVED BY LIQUOR The bottle had become my friend and companion When the sun rises I stroll to my favorite drinking salon Leaving my wife and children in bed to quench my thirst And spend my monthly salary on my best hobby drinking Till when i feel that I have bought all the patrons a drink My children are better sitted at home Than wasting money educating them My boys are better at rearing my herd of goats and cows While the girls can assist their mother in cooking and doing home chores While I their father can drink and do my usual routine; drinking I I abscond from duty because I can’t miss to drink My work mates remind me to resume work but that’s is none of my concern As long as I serve my precious master the “bottle” If am not the one to leave last the drinking joint last am not faithful So I make sure I leave last Now am sitted all alone at my veranda wasted Having become a laughing stock by my village mates I had turned into a greedy father and bread winner I failed to provide for my family needs I gave up on educating my children My wife had to endure regular beatings and insults from me All this I did under the influence of alcohol Not knowing that my family was being ruined.