His wife leaves
And he needs to grieve
So he takes a drink.
He gets laid off
And develops a terrible cough
So he takes a drink.
His children grow up and rarely call
He gets on his knees and crawls
So he can take a drink.
His car wont start
His whole life has fallen apart
So he takes a drink.
He cant afford rent
All his money spent
So he can take a drink.
A box is his home
The streets he roam
So he takes a drink.
Fading to death
Instead of his last breath
He takes a drink.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the imagery your poem painted, although it is pretty sad... But life can be sad if we don't help one another... Very nice poem, keep up the good work...