Wounded By Alcohol
Whom of you have never felt the pinch and pain
when inebriated thoughts begin to fall like rain
whom of you have ever poured it down the drain
when a loved one says, " this is insane"
Whom of you have peeled the mask of hidden truth
pushed beyond the shove and talked about your youth ?
Whom of you, worn down by life whipped the scourge
sobered up and restrained the urge...
Whom of you at a ripe old age still cry for your mother
when times get tough, do you have a sister or a brother
Whom of you faced and stoned don't give a damn
when a child cries out like an angry ram ...
Whom of you have ever been perfect before you were broken
when the hourglass of time says enough/here take this token
Whom of you grasped it with two shaking hands and said yes
I'm gonna rise up and be counted for I have made such a mess.
Whom of you like me still cry for the love that refuses to die,
when the stars of heaven split open their light, do you cry ?
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