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He doesn’t miss the whiskey,

he doesn’t miss the wine

he’s been free of it all 28 years,

going on 29.

The day he laid the bottles down

was one of the best days of his life,

Now he helps others who are where he was,

he’s pointing them all toward the light

By: J.N.R Dutton

Wino

A young man sitting on a sidewalk bench,

talking to an old man who was drinking White Port wine,

The wino’s speech was kind of slurring, and it looked like he’d been crying,

He said:

“I wasn’t always like this, kid,

there were some years I really shined,

I’d give anything, if I could go back in time”

The young man took the bottle from him, took him by the hand

saying: “you can overcome this, you can be free again,

and if you’re willing to help yourself,  I’ll help you any way I can”

By:J.N.R Dutton

 

 

 

 

Angel In Chains

He weeps for his daughter,

she’s an angel in chains

trying hard to kill deep seated pain

with all the wrong things

from whiskey to cocaine

He hates seeing her that way,

Shattered, and living her life in vain

He somehow feels it’s himself to blame

He tried his best to raise her right

but somewhere she lost sight of the light

He wants to rescue her from endless night

but he knows to do it, she’s got to want to fight

By:J.N.R Dutton

 

 

 

Spin

Jenny’s daddy was a junkie for the Bombay gin

He’d drink it every night until his head would spin

She grew up watching him,

said “I’m never gonna be like that

when I have my own kids,

Daddy how can you make me see you like this?”

When she was 18 she made a decision

she left him behind, never saw him again,

it was hard to do, but it was for the best

since her daddy had made his life a mess

By: J.N.R Dutton

 

 

 

California Nightmare (Poem)

Let me tell you about the flip-side

of the California dream

It’s not all glitz & glamour

like is portrayed on T.V.

Housing is expensive there,

and there is rampant poverty

There are homeless, addicts, and panhandlers

walking the streets

I was only there for a little while

but I can’t forget what I’ve seen

More attention needs to be drawn

To this tragedy, this state of emergency

By:J.N.R Dutton