Too Far Gone
How sad when things are too far gone -
when pleasures once you knew
are things no more to smile upon.
This plight for some is all too true.
Some souls are captive to their vice.
How sad when things are too far gone
and simple comforts don’t suffice.
To evil some become a pawn!
Some bearing pain become withdrawn:
for pain of body or the soul.
How sad when things are too far gone,
and nothing fills the gaping hole.
Some lose their home or livelihood.
Some live enslaved. There is no dawn
that shines for them with brotherhood.
How sad when things are too far gone.
July 18, 2022
for Pick-A-Title, Vol 31 Poetry Contest
Title #1: Too Far Gone
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2022
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