The cheater
the old man sits alone in waitingÂ
Now past his hours of sleeping
thinking that sleep is like death in waiting next to himÂ
the bottle of rum becomes his strength to his awakeness...
he is alone ....
sad...
thoughts are his only companion ...afraid...scared ..broken all over even to his pocketsÂ
wrinkles of skin as reminders of Love once Loved....
a wife ...
a life once lived...
memories of tears streams on fallen cheeks ...
as teeth less... drools
to lips of rum ...
He chatter to self of undistinguish words
the old man sings to songs ..so blues...to blue
the neighbours shouts ...to banging walls..
as he waits for dawn a sunlight to another day....
he thanks his lord....
he cheated death
again
to a drink of rum.
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Comments
Hi Lorris, I really enjoyed this
hope you are well
Lorna xx
Thank you Lorna