Bernard Barclay Poet Rhyme

Stumble Run

Rivers run with thickened sludge
cradles overflow with rum
the happy heart is lost to rage
a thought provoking slimy cage

When once I tasted love as sweet
now I walk on darkened feet
The love is lost to alcohol
a slimy taste does really well

She was sweet I used to think
but now the pain a darkened soul
I do not see her quite as well
Perhaps the bottle that she needs

Demands another day be lost
the broken sleep with bills to pay
I do not want to see today
I do not think she understands

The lover lost within this man
The broken walk a stumble run
Her feet can't hold our path is done
the words of pity that I hear

As she repeats them every year
repeating time and time again
the past repeated in her pain
become the torture yet again

I helped her first to find a job
and yet she wasted life away
she does not have the job today
I helped her them to have a house

With out her job the double wage
I became the slave that day
I helped her then to have a car
Drink and drive she raised the bar

Another bill created star
I helped her then with education
instead she sort the bottle spell
and lost her self esteem as well

Depression mixed with rum and coke
I think today my heart did choke
You fools I think both young and old
why do you drink your life to mould

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