It flows like living water in my vein,
I give my soul ,I have no one to blame,
Her presence sometimes makes me go insane,
At all times her beauty remains the same ,
Her talent and skills can’t be put to shame,
As she impresses ,being a friend to all ,
Yet, bewitched the small making him look tall,
In a short while, she makes you forget past ,
Young men indulge her and must pick her call ,
As they journey to dream land that don’t last .
*Ethanol(means Alcohol) also called Spirit .
*Personification of Alcohol(e.g Gin,Whisky,Rum,Vodka, brandy,beers etc )
DATE:9-1-2016
Auto-annihilation is stupid,
It breaks hearts,
And ruins lives,
I hate that I was ever self-destructive,
I rue the day I became entranced
By its shadowy charisma.
Ethanol is a thief of youth:
Poor Jo-Jo was right
To warn her cherished daughter
Of its insidious malignancy.
I was one of the fortunate ones
In that it didn't entirely destroy me;
But despite its lack of glamour,
In comparison to
Other more romanticised intoxicants,
It's among the most lethiferous of drugs,
And it stole from me,
What remained of my gorgeous youth.
If its Hennessy that sets me free then let it be
If this ecstasy belongs to me
Then I smoke tree
Choke me in coke
Drown me in dope
I sink Black Labels til Johnnie Walks unstable
Blame it on juice
Krush Lite Castles by dozens
Russian Captains meet four cousins
Bear, Morgan, Buck and Gin
Tell Old Tales of Smirnoff Spin
Hops, saaz and malted barley
Windhoek, Amstel and Barcadi
I reap Fruits of Brutal Colour
Mango yellow, apple ciders Saritas and
Redd's of Roses' wines and Sangrias
Your Dry Whites, Blanc de Blancs and Chardonnays
Sparkling Le Roux's and Three Ships cruise to the land of
High......nice and tipsy
Hi hangover...did you miss me?
It sounds crazy
Still its amazing
How you set me free
So dear alcohol..
Hear's a tribute
To you
From me
Ethanol and World Hunger
By Elton Camp
When I fill up at the gasoline station
I see about, ethanol, a small notation
Saving gas supplies seems to be right
A thing nobody should want to fight
It’s impact on hunger I didn’t know
But have come to learn it, though
With this new use given to grain
Not enough for food does remain
Grain for ethanol to fill up an SUV
Would feed one man for a year I see
Ethanol distilleries take the corn supply
Far greater profit is the sole reason why
Poorer countries have great reason to fear
That even more starvation for them is near
From a corn husker's view
it's quite natural, not new
It's like spit fire under the moon
Lit up like bootleg
and clean as the rows
upon rows upon rows stood divided
Freedom from fumes
so we scrape and exhume
every bone, every shred of our conscience
and we buy the new wheel
just to think and to feel
that we too swim in currents of difference
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