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I wrote this poem as I sat through an AA meeting in support of a friend that was attending. Dedicated to JOEY. Enjoy

Submitted: September 21, 2010

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Submitted: September 21, 2010



I sit in this AA meeting without a plausible disease

Surrounding me are alcoholics…. Condemned human beings

It’s a problem with no solvent so they don’t try to solve it

Their resolve lies within each other and the AA’s that they’re involved with

Slaves to drinking booze, which will only make you loose

They drink to start the day and they drink to take a snooze.

The man that sits in front of me is acceptant of his life.

He was given an ultimatum…. Alcoholism or his wife.

The way he speaks of his addiction is pure motivation,

His selfless admission deserves a standing ovation.

My friend in the corner sits with boredom on his face

Disregarding his expression I believe that he is in the right place.

Now before me sits a soldier sharing her immense amounts of pain

And I can tell that her sobriety makes life no longer vain.

I look back at my friend and I see his face is filled with fear,

For he realizes his problem and that he probably should be here.

I have no idea what it feels like… to have the need

Of consuming alcohol and depending of that reprieve.

Instant gratification manufactured in a bottle

Once the cap cracks open the alcoholism soon follows.

The enlightenment I gained from attending this meeting

Is priceless in its essence and invaluable in its meaning.

So thank you members of AA

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