A LOOK BACK
It took me many years
to wrap my mind around
this unique concept:
If I do not take a drink,
I will not get drunk!
Brilliant.
Who would have thought???
But at the first,
I did not want to
"not get drunk".
Being drunk--A drunk--
Was my way of life.
It was my state of being.
It became all that I knew.
I was READY for the asylum,
The grave
...but not the prison...
No, never again.
Already I had been
In my own prison
And I loved it
It was totally "me"
The solitary cell
In the Penitentiary
Of Steve
Things are different today
Although not in every way
So for what I'm about to say--
You may just not wish to stay
I, who am not so tall
Climbed up and over the wall
Like a puppy, I yelped
Like the Master--God helped
He became visible to me one year
In guise of a man--said, "don't fear
Not only listen to this man, but hear
What he says, and change what you wear"
So I donned the uniform of sobriety
Which has nothing to do with piety
And I became ANOTHER SOBER ALCOHOLIC
Believe me...this was no frolic
Now I say out loud, "Oh Waiter!
No beer, No booze, No 'wine later'...
Just bring me plenty of good food
You'll see, I won't be rude
Won't mess around with your girls
Although I admire their curly curls
Will not behave like a slob
Just let them do their job
I won't start any fights
Nor will I break any lights
Will simply eat my rice-coated grease
And be a "tipping" customer of peace
Got to get to an AA meeting
While there is available seating
And I want to see all my Peeps
Because I'm in this thing for KEEPS"
An Ambassador for PEACE
I live now a long-term lease
And I wish you all LOVE
From Great God above
And also from me.
this unique concept:
If I do not take a drink,
I will not get drunk!
Brilliant.
Who would have thought???
But at the first,
I did not want to
"not get drunk".
Being drunk--A drunk--
Was my way of life.
It was my state of being.
It became all that I knew.
I was READY for the asylum,
The grave
...but not the prison...
No, never again.
Already I had been
In my own prison
And I loved it
It was totally "me"
The solitary cell
In the Penitentiary
Of Steve
Things are different today
Although not in every way
So for what I'm about to say--
You may just not wish to stay
I, who am not so tall
Climbed up and over the wall
Like a puppy, I yelped
Like the Master--God helped
He became visible to me one year
In guise of a man--said, "don't fear
Not only listen to this man, but hear
What he says, and change what you wear"
So I donned the uniform of sobriety
Which has nothing to do with piety
And I became ANOTHER SOBER ALCOHOLIC
Believe me...this was no frolic
Now I say out loud, "Oh Waiter!
No beer, No booze, No 'wine later'...
Just bring me plenty of good food
You'll see, I won't be rude
Won't mess around with your girls
Although I admire their curly curls
Will not behave like a slob
Just let them do their job
I won't start any fights
Nor will I break any lights
Will simply eat my rice-coated grease
And be a "tipping" customer of peace
Got to get to an AA meeting
While there is available seating
And I want to see all my Peeps
Because I'm in this thing for KEEPS"
An Ambassador for PEACE
I live now a long-term lease
And I wish you all LOVE
From Great God above
And also from me.
Sober by the Grace of God,
Through the Steps of
Alcoholics Anonymous
Since March 18, 1974
Through the Steps of
Alcoholics Anonymous
Since March 18, 1974
15 comments:
You are becoming more poetic with time. Thanks for sharing this.
Wonderful, Steve. And...
Curly girls everywhere salute you!
You are kind in that you keep spreading the message.
Secretia
Spreading the message,
as you do with this rhyme,
keeps it going and going,
one peep at a time...
:-D
Namaste
Yes, "he becomes visible".
Pete.
My dear Steve,
This is so sweet and memorable
Love and peace to you, my peep friend.
xoxox
Dulce
It's a whole new world, eh? Even after so many years.
My dear Steve, you wrote a very moving poem again. You are very brave, to have fought your way out of that prison. I can believe it was hard. God bless you for your words, God bless you for the inspiration you certainly give to so many people. Oh, yes, good food, simple pleasures of life... I wish you a lot - a real lot - of Love. Merry Christmas. It is a honour to meet you.
The hubby does attend that meeting, but he abstains from much of the group goings on as he has a group that he serves as GSR...
YAY Peace!
An awesome piece of writing, Steve! And a more awesome message. I wish you all the peace and warmth and love you deserve this holiday season.
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You're amazing, you'll notice that you are back on my blogroll, I know that you have!
amazing work steve!! you are truly a gift for our humble community of bloggers!! merry christmas!!
way to go steve!!!!!
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