Drunken Love
I was ten years old I remember it well
A frightening fight when my parents fell,
Dad lost his job and mom was sick
To hide their booze was my brother’s trick,
As they would drink, time would tell
When they started to fight and swear and yell,
My mother when drunk would throw things at dad
He’d only entice her and make her more mad,
I’d hide in my bedroom and cry to myself
Embarrassed I was of their quick failing health,
The drinking continued over the years
We learned to cope with the anger and fears,
We moved to a motel, four in a room
My parents still drinking we were headed for doom,
As teens we were rescued and given a chance
But my parents continued this booze enhanced dance,
My mom and my dad both died from the fight
Of many years drinking day in and night,
This disease can take hold of a family and kill
You can take it or fight it or hold it at will,
I know what I’ve learned growing up all these years
That I loved mom and dad and I still shed some tears.
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