Shame Died Today
Consumed by doubt, down but not out
Swig of whiskey tickles the throat
rags for a coat
Down on his luck, surviving on pluck
Bums another cigarette
breaks out in cold sweat
Begs unabashedly
points to you and me
Inside, you shudder
~ unashamed, I flee
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2023
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