Courage
He
purchased his pint of courage
At the
liquor store today
Now it was
time to forage
For a meal
that required no pay
He could do
without the food
But the
drink he had to have
To drown
the sorrow and mood
The liquid
was a soothing salve
His hands
shake as he drinks
But his
mind is steady and sure
At least
that’s what he thinks
Its numbing
power is the lure
Tomorrow
he’ll do the same
And the
next day after that
He’ll drown
the self-imposed blame
For buddies that died at Da Lat
©8/5/07Terry Sutherland
Sans
Peur
Terry
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