Be Gone Poem by Gabriel Owino Jr.

Cheap liquor,
I have drank you twice,
Like a patriot to your charms
I have never regretted your bitterness

But when you lost your worth
Of making me numb
My love for you turned blue
Just like the heart you killed in me

So excuse my French accent
And stylish camouflage
For i am out to hunt for wine
Pure, intimate wine

Dare not help me when i stagger
For i shall drink with greed unfathomed
I shall carry my cup to every lie you told me
That i may see the truth in my blindness

Cheap liquor
I shall pour every barrel i had of you
And fill my fold with vintage wine
And forever i shall be forgetful
Of any taste you had, in my life