Family First, Number One Last Poem by John Sensele

My bedroom reeks of alcohol
My tongue no longer sour, savoury and slow-melting sweets can taste
While hunger like a hovercraft harries my living room wall
To lay family life to waste in a horrid haste.

I pledge for family's sake seek the best
Way to waylay strife
In a determined quest
To spring up limpid life to my wondrous wife

To invest
Joys
To curtail the rest
Of tantrum toys senility employs

To propel a pesky pest
Into my home where its eggs and legs crawl
To test
Family patience, resilience, conscience, to brew a bashful brawl

Purloining family's rest
My wife, sons, daughter, grandsons deserve
As my life ought to centre on their best interest
Which germinates, gesticulates to jive in my family's serenity preserve.