The Alcohol Poem by Laura arwen

The Alcohol



The alcohol is
a big and
difficult problem for
the lonesome people
The alcoholists are
asleep
There is a
few hope to
survive from the
alcohol
To surmount this
problem there is
needed of the
experience
It isn't a
paradise
I want some
alcohol
The alcohol is
against the modern
society
The alcohol is
a wild, strange
and particular way
But maybe a
dangerous sin
The alcohol hits
in the night
the poor and
the dreamers
Sometimes the alcohol
is a good
medicine but sometimes
it is an
answer for our
prayers
The existence without
the alcohol is
better
Some rockers know
the alcohol and
the truth
Only with the
alcohol we don't
believe and create
some strange works
The many drunkenness
are only a
way
The alcohol is
a real and
true protest
The alcohol is
a will not
a lead
For somebody the
alcohol is a
suicide

Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: alcohol
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