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| The following poem I wrote on the ARC (Alcohol Rehabilition) unit of Shephard AFB in 1984 during an AA meeting. Although I have never been an alcholic, I could feel the sincerity of everyone at the meeting. I put together this poem while on the floor with the military personal that were going through alcohol and drug rehab. |
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| Sobriety (Now I'm Sober) Once it was my master, It made me feel like a living bastard. Its taste each day I crave... ...not knowing my end was the grave. It stole my life as a thief It brought me misery and grief. Then one day. I had to say: "To it I admitted defeat" But yet I didn't retreat. I'm sober today Each day I hope to stay. Now that I master it In society I truly fit... With my higher power, problems I share, For I know He truly cares. Yes now I truly live Someone else love I can give. And a place, now I can reach One day at a time, one step each.. Climbing that high tower With sobriety power. For there is no goodness I can be I'm sober as you may see. Timothy K Robinson (6Mar84) |
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