I Must
For myself, I trust
For my kids, I owe
For my grandchildren, I must
A battle that had defeated me,
And had over-taken my will
For almost five decades
It is now that I proclaim...
That in the grasp of my fist,
I squeeze tightly in a chokehold...
Around Mr. Marlboro's stinky breath
It is time to take back,
What was once mine... my- "will"
It is time- for me
To over-take that filthy habit
Four days strong
I trust
I owe
I must
Copyright © Charles Messina | Year Posted 2023
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