Hush Little Baby, I'm By Your Side
Alcohol Leaves A Nasty Taste
Hush little baby I'm by your side,
Challenging each day with a wink of an eye.
Mother is ill, she's in no man's land,
Nanna will save you from the discerning band.
Baillifs knocking on the front door,
they can't have money, got no more.
Inheritance wont help you now,
but in the future it may somehow.
No more pills that talk of death
daddy is alone, with his drunken breath.
Sitting in a drunken stupor is not the game
to be playing now, oh what a shame.
Lifeless bodies on the bedroom floor,
no lights turned on outside the door.
The corridor is long before realisation dawns,
that the small and innocent ones are born.
Alcoholism is a terrible thing,
don't depend on it or you will feel the sting.
Lost souls searching in the night,
for how life once was when you were bright.
Get help now, find what you need,
to get your life on track and off the speed.
Drugs and speed don't bode to well
I love you son, don't like seeing you in hell.
On my grandsons life, I ask for your support
don't leave him now, use the last resort.
Pray to God that he may see,
you need help to stay with me.
Many more days to live your life,
make my daughter in law your wife.
God speed my son, you take care
so much more living in a world that is not fair.
Stay with me son, I offer you my support, my love but not my money. I hope to find you again somewhere, and hope you understand I have to be strong. Reach up to the sky son, and accept the help. Please God save my grandson and his mum, until my son realises what he is doing.
With You In Mind
Bill & Wayne you are still my inspiration, and I thank you both for guiding me in the correct direction whilst writing poetry. I still have a lot to learn, but I am no longer afraid to make the mistakes on the way.