Rita (Poem)

One time Rita spent an evening in a barroom,

Where bottomless whiskey flowed

then she stumbled so confused & helpless,

out into the bitter snow,

Thankfully the barman found

her husband’s number in her phone,

Because Rita would have frozen to death

trying to find her own way back home,

When she sobered up the next day,

Rita apologized,

she was thankful to be alive

she never touched another drop of whiskey

for the rest of her life

By:J.N.R Dutton

Shaun Charles

Shaun Charles was a trailer park kid

He was nine years old, it was early

when his life hit the skids

Had his first and last taste of gin at the age of ten

His daddy was tempted to whip him black & blue

as soon as he knew, but

Shaun scolded him, said: “Daddy, I just learned it from you”

That broke the old man’s heart in two

He fell down on his knees, his tears they fell like rain

He told Shaun “Just throw it away, I’ll never touch a drop again,

can I get the same promise from you?”

He said “Yes”….and they both kept the promise too

By:J.N.R Dutton