90 Pound Drunk Poem by david gerardino

90 Pound Drunk



never saw the halo,
underneath all that stink.
i never pictured this man,
to save a life, with out first
taking a drink.
i never figured a hero would
emerg from such a place.
yet underneath those dirty
clouths, comes a king

Monday, April 2, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: hero
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