THE ENABLER

[vera]

I saw the wild look in the Gambler’s eyes
On that winter’s night of frost and lies.
I sensed his pain and his frantic rush
With an overwhelming urge to crush
The terror that his world might crash
His only hope (I could not dash)
The one sure thing that he believed
In chasing his loss he might be relieved
Of the shame and guilt his actions brought
Frenzied
Eyes glazed
And overwrought.
His expression revealed a soul ensnared
Too proud to dwell on a secret shared
So little to gain
So much to lose
Could an outstretched hand
Ever be refused
Of the very last chance
Of one more win
To redeem himself from his latest sin
A broken , sick yet still proud heart
He strove to detach and quickly depart
With nervous gaze and shuffling gait
A bundle of cash his latest bait
And from the enabler’s hand it passed
“I’ll pay you back to the very last….”
he swore as he merged with the traffic’s glare
And I will never forget his frozen stare….

[Anonymous]

Brilliant poem Vera

[slotjunkie]

This is a great poem Vera.

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