Son Drenched Poem by Hubert Wilson

Son Drenched



SOAKED in whisky and whatever.
SOPPY to his very soul.
Lies in TORRENTS from his youth.
Others for him always COVERED.
SATURATED ego.
Moral VOMIT afloat in a vile pool of deceit.
LOADED answers.
SODDEN in eventual failures.
WET lusts swapped for another ADDICTION.
DRUNK with power.
SMASHING his legacy - and oUr country!

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Hubert Wilson

Hubert Wilson

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