We all like to have a drink
Some of us like plenty
Some of us can stop at one
Some drink the bottle empty
I have friends who like a drink
But they can take or leave it
It's horrible what drink can do
To see it's to believe it
It slowly eats away at you
It takes you bit by bit
Your body knows it needs a drink
And you know you can't quit
When alcohol has got a grip
It's so hard to control
First it takes your livelihood
Then it takes your soul
It's evil, it don't give a damn
It just wants you to drink
Next time you have one in your hand
Just stop my friend and THINK.
A very compelling and forthright poem on the ravages of alcohol. Written in a heartfelt and helpful way. Nicely done!
Let's hope your honest write finds those who need it most...swallowed deep. The pains that alcohol abuse brings about is of epic proportions, not only for those who pick up the bottle, but also for those who have to witness their glass as always being empty....I applaud your honesty, and wish you PEACE in diversity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a good warning for those who need to curb their drinking habits. My five year 'partner' died of alcoholism around sixteen years ago, and his talents were swallowed alive by his drinking addiction too while living. What a shame. What a waste. Good to integrate a watchword on alcohol into poetry as we tend to celebrate it only therethrough.