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"BRUISED BY THE BREW" By Rob Morrow
Bruised by the brew 40 oz holocaust Pop open a cool one Filled with tragedies Intoxicated memories Sipping on gin and juice With his mind on his brew And his brew on his mind Oblivious to his woman's black eye. But that's okay It's only one drink Didn't think anyone would notice. The drunken stupor Inflicting generation After generation. Families Relationships Broken Self destruct Satanic behavior By St Ides. Lost cries Not realized Because it wasn't crack Or heroin. No part of the "drug war" Yes it sustain Many prisoners And casualties. Plus it's big business On every corner And for every coroner Victims pass out Pass away By way of Remy or Alize Vodka soothes Unemployment blues Remedy for the neglected Looking for vengeance. Malt liquor loaded Trying to be Billy Dee but you let the smooth taste fool you. Now you're faded Swimming in vomit and urine all over the pavement. Too many fall Answering the call Of ac ac ac...alcohol baby Corner stores seduces To another form of slavery. And the community complacency just makes it worst Our people decimated by 7 shots to a glass or brown paper bags. Relationships are abusive Automobiles become weapons D.U.I you're dead Ending up with a hangover in some stranger's bed. So this is for those who took that fall and must be blamed on the ac ac ac....alcohol!! (c) 2011 Rob's Poetry~~~
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