no, further and further the bottle too rolled,
intoxicate the mind more,
And stop it from knowing the loses,
the rough edges of life grind him down.
shallow short cuts he tried,
To bury the pain, lived in the
depths of mind,
Sometime wishes joined hands with those
And memories held them all in wedlock.
childhood and uncontrolled youth,
O the good in life remained in
As through the darkest paths through life he
Intoxication no liquor or drugs can give.
for his life what season one can compare,
Everyday went like a
winter night, long,
Every night like a summer night, warm,
that meant to blossom, died away at budding.
he searched and found none,
Patterns he followed with futile
Always behind, always waited, always failed,
success like mirages around him haunted.
he gathered the will to live,
And for that he need no
The belief in life in him so strong stayed,
he fought his way against fate.
rhymes in life never existed,
Tough mind found rhyme with
Then the mummified good shown him a way,
way to a beautiful soul with love for him filled.
success remained as an elusive prey,
His own success was in his
battle against fate,
God indeed gave mankind the will to
God indeed made fate mankind’s enemy number one.
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