The Game

This is the game you see
To remove your head from the sand
This is your ultimate challenge see
To do it without a beer in your hand

When you’re driven to distraction
When you wondering what’s at hand
The key is to turn inside your self
And give yourself a helping hand

This is what it’s like see
Just like you’re on remand
This is what you made it see
Like a double reprimand

But there is a way to chuckle see
Take a step towards the Promised Land
Ways to regain the joy see
Where life’s not nearly so bland

As you tell them you got a problem see
That you have succumbed to the demon drink
Now watch ‘cos this’ll tickle you pink thee
But you might miss it if you stop to think

As you openly admit your weakness see
Take a look at their puzzled face
These are the ones you drank with see
And now you make them feel out of place

The problem that you’ve now given ‘em see
Is to search for their ultimate excuse
‘Cos the thing you’ve got them thinking see
Is that they’re nothing without alcohol abuse

So as you sit hear feeling lonely thee
Just stop and give your self a hand
Whilst you’re working your self through this thee
Their heads are all still buried in the sand

The Game

Fozman

Narre Warren, Australia

Artist's Description

A semi cathartic view into the world of a recovering alcoholic

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