Resolution

A contest entry. Fighting and drinking do not mix.

My memories of the accident were jumbled
as I was put in an ambulance that night.
I went to a party for some laughter and fun
so I would not remember our fight.

I could have called any of my relatives
I could have just stopped at one lousy drink
But 'No' I just wanted to be satiated
And unable to walk or think.


I lost the count of beers at number five
I just could not put the bottle in my hand down
My walk was just about as tipsy
And my nose looked as red as a clown.


All my resolutions from last year were broken
Do not drink, lose my temper or lie
You suffered each day that I shouted
​And left a bruise on your beautiful blue eye.

And at daylight when I woke up after surgery
My heart was so crushed to see
That I will live, but now as a cripple
With no family to take care of me.

I promise that if I can see you
And take the advice that I saw in a dream
Go down the road of redemption
To win your sweet love with priceless esteem.