R.I.P.

a poem by Christuraj Alex

As I had mentioned earlier, dear friend
I had undergone counseling abundant
Preparing me mentally, psychologically
My mentor had to treat me physically
Functioning of my internal organs checked
Malfunctions, with medications, wrecked
Detoxifications of chemical contents done
All that was weakening me were undone
He filled me, then, with bouquets of advice
Which I treasured as life’s greatest prize
The taxi I had hired to take me home back
Had advertisements of my favorite J.W. Black

I’ve given up drink of alcoholic nature now
I do not eat anything junk in character as vow
My temptations are, indeed, very strong
Especially my brand, whose name in me gong
I just say to myself: I will not drink today
Every today goes on passing on every day