If You Can't Be Happy, At Least You Can Be Drunk... Poem by Terence George Craddock

Hazel Joy Pangilinan raised a cocktail glass
in a toast to a night of drinks with fellow drinkers
spoke with class with style in a short black dress
'If you can't be happy, at least you can be drunk...'

drunk on wine spirits a lover's words
drunk on shadows echoes lover's lost
drunk on soul's sorrow soul mate awaiting
what is your poison medicine time wading?

drunk in night time whisper of toast maze lives
drunk in continuum allotment of slave jobs
drunk on wing beats of soul mate never found

let your pain torment pass
from your heart mind body
let your suffering go let it pass


Copyright © Terence George Craddock