He walks the streets in silence and hangs his head in shame
Sometimes he wonders if his god can still recall his name
Time was he had a family, a warm and loving wife
Knew happiness and sunshine and led a normal life
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Interesting poem. A lot more compassion in you than me and you're the better person for it. The booze washes away the man revealing the hidden monster within. I wonder if they pray for redemption. I dont know. Let me call my dad and ask. Thanks for sharing.
You paint a really great story here Ruby, full of desperation and askance. Well written. Love Ernestine XXX