Enough Said

He curls himself into a ball Underneath some old newsprint Alone, depressed and drunken And all his money spent This alley’s now his only home Until the cops come around Dog tired and hungry still In another northeastern town His sights were on higher ground But the booze won the bet He never saw it coming As his life style is now reset No condiments upon his comfy bed No warm showers to step in He fought the battle hand in tooth But it was something he couldn’t win Shaggy, unkempt and half starved It’s his new lifestyle by choice Although he blames it on that whiskey And that unseen urging voice He prays for warmth, he prays for death Anything is better than this Another cold night of shivering As he prays death will give him that kiss But all he receives when morning comes Is a kick by a policeman’s boot The Taser feels like twenty lashes As the prongs now electrocute He’s dropped on the outskirts of town With a warning “never to return” His kind was unwelcomed it seems No more of his drunken sojourn He’s hungry, tired and weary With nowhere to lay his head Life just isn’t what he expected Too little done, enough said