Chicken George’s - The Pit
May 10, 2008 by greatpoetrymhf
The Pit
Although the seasons
Come and go,
I pray that my sobriety
Will constantly grow.
For years on end
I’ve tried to quit,
To pull myself out
Of that deep, dark pit.
It was years ago
When I fell into the trap,
It’s filled with alcohol,
Drugs and crap.
The walls are soaked
With suffering and pain,
The guilt and remorse
Eat away at my brain.
I pulled myself out
A couple of times,
But I fell back into
The stinking slime.
Each time I fell
Things got worse,
Will ever get rid
Of this terrible curse?
About a month ago,
Much to my surprise,
A rope (was) dangling
In front of my eyes.
I grabbed and pulled
So desperately,
I’d thought there was
No hope left for me.
As each day went by,
I pulled closer to the top,
The light is so bright;
I feel my eyes will pop.
Finally, I’ve pulled myself out of that pit,
I’m a thankful sober person wherever I sit.
I pray to God, to help me with this affliction,
So I’ll never go back to that pit of addiction.
I pray and give thanks to all who helped me,
Because of your kindness, now I can see.
The rope that was thrown so lovingly to me,
Had a note at the end, I can clearly see.
It says, “Keep things simple,” “One day at a time.”
Because if you don’t, you’ll be back in that slime.
I wondered who would care about a drunk like me,
And down in the corner it read, “God is with thee.”
Thanks for my new life.
-guest poet
George M./Chicken George.
excerpt from Volume 1 Issue 4 April 2008 Vox Populus
The Community Village Newsletter
Grande Prairie, Alberta Canada.
inserted in this blog with permission of the author.
