Who’ll
mourn if the come down doesn’t wake
him,
Not
most of his victims of criminality for sure.
He
weakly fought and lost his battle within
And
on any help had slammed shut the door.
No
tears will seep from us, for his life was sin –
But
not always, there was a respectful time before
When
he’d paid taxes, and was thoughtful to kin;
He
knew what love was, and his family did implore,
But
he left them for dead when he went out to score.
Her
son, who once could do no wrong in her loving eyes
Before
his time had been laid to transgressing rest.
With
tears she regrettably said her farewell goodbyes
Whilst
packing away his memories in the old attic chest.
Yet
just across town her son slowly breathed in air,
With
no one to lend a hand, and now also a care.
©
Andrew Stevenson 13/03/2017
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DeleteThat opening line, "Who’ll mourn if the come down doesn’t wake him," is powerful. Addiction is terrible, and I have a lot of compassion for those caught in its grip. Your piece reminded me of Ed Sheeran's "A Team." I believe that Jesus is mercy and compassion and love and that he will heal the hurt of damaged souls.
ReplyDeleteGreetings Louise. Thank you for your kind words, they are warmly received my friend. I know a few old school friends who battle addiction without any help from their families, as they've continually stolen from them! A sad circle they get themselves into! Tut. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew.
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