Those Who Loved Him Most
Those Who Loved Him Most
He lived like there was no tomorrow
mindless of any price to pay...
a narcissistic man with a mighty thirst
a voracious bird of prey.
He preyed upon the innocence of
those that loved him most,
but was always the first to raise his glass
to offer up a friendly barroom toast.
To, then, stagger home at all hours of night
to raise some holy hell...
until the day inevitably arrived
when the axe of justice fell...
His heart gave out at forty three.
He died a sudden, untimely death...
in a vegetative state of coma is how
he drew his final breath.
But the legacy he left behind
was wrought with scars and tears
for all that was and should have been
that thrived long past his years.
The world, at large, thought him the best
but those at home knew better...
he was a mean and ornery drunk
who was crippled by liquor's fetter.
And those of us, who loved him most
remember not his voice or face,
but still wonder if he left this world
to find God's redeeming grace.
