Wow! This poem is deep and powerful. Bless you, Theodore.

…elve-string guitar,
 watching the destruction of the blues.
 I am callous, craving the next hit.
 
 I know the gift of staring death
 in the eyes, the gift of desperation.
 Every morning it drives me
 to the crossroads of life and death,
 forces me to my knees
 with the weight of empathy and hope
 as I pray for my friends
 still suffering on the streets.
 
 ***
 
 I rave …elve-string guitar,
 watching the destruction of the blues.
 I am callous, craving the next hit.
 
 I know the gift of staring death
 in the eyes, the gift of desperation.
 Every morning it drives me
 to the crossroads of life and death,
 forces me to my knees
 with the weight of empathy and hope
 as I pray for my friends
 still suffering on the streets.
 
 ***
 
 I rave in the language of blasphemy,
 cursing a cruel God of wrath.
 I rant in the langua…
The Gratitude of a Recovering Addict
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Theodore McDowell
Freda Savahl
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Dec 19, 2024
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Wow! This poem is deep and powerful. Bless you, Theodore.
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Retired Nurse Practitioner WHC /Contract Provider Deployment Military Services. US Citizen. Immigrant from South Africa 1978.
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