I Asked My Grandfather

I asked my grandfather
why human beings drink
and get lost in drunkenness
I tell you my dear
those who get drank
were created by a drunken deity
those who do not,  came on earth
by a teetotaler creator-goddess
oppressed in a male-dominated
world of oppressing spirits
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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