Alcohol

I am Alcohol, I live without pitty. I dress myself in expensive suits, As well as rags of poverty. I am welcomed into many homes. Even though i am a criminal, I am not an outlaw, but your politicians support me. I sit in Government, In the classrooms of your schools. I relax in lounges and Hotels, Drive your cars and sit with you at parties. Many of you think i am harmless While others think they are my masters. None of you are my masters. For i am the master of your destiny, if you make me too close of a friend. I am a thief a murderer, I break homes, Slap children,Abuse wifes, And celebrate destruction. It is my intent to destroy Ether slowly or quikly, And you can't stop, For you worship me. I rob you for groceries, Take milk from your babies, Drive your cars into the innocent, Decease your bodies an fog your minds. I am your excuse for violence, But you only slap me on the wrist, And tell me to behave. How i loath you, Your weakness, Your compassion, Your greed, And you lust. I live to take advatage of you, To lie to you to use you for my destruction. I am alcohol and i get away with murder Because you have ade me your friend.I know it isn't really poetry but hey i wanted to share it. i wrote it because this is what i go thrue with my dad because he is in a situation that only he can get out of. Please tell me suggestions cuz i know it sucks but that's ok thanks Dawn Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 23 2002 03:43 PM PST   10 • 0