Plucking Valour
Courage is the pivot between cowardice and recklessness
harmony for the brave soul as reward for stout-heartedness
I used to enjoy pints of Guiness with a few drams alongside
shared my sorrows with the bottle which never talked back
As realist and high society drinker my glass was never empty
not half full but always topped to the brim and quite far beyond
Slowly my soul drifted into its own drunken death and demise
gloom void agony and oblivion crushed by the crystal decanter
It was the bravest thing I ever did to admit my slushed defeat
and I slammed the tumbler on the slate floor near the fire place
The mark on the floor is still there but my own stains resolved
ten years ago I had the fortitude to resolve the demon of booze
Today I am addicted to life in sobriety and cherish new spirits
like love and compassion and drink Coke Zero on the rocks
I could have ended up as a vagrant licking vomit of my shoes
instead I found a miraculous journey and a home for emotions
08th August 2020
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
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