Treasure Island

Lauren B Called

(Motown)

A Story not Over


We knew an old cowboy
who drove a Cadillac
put a small fortune in it
and always wore a hat
had no kids to speak of
no wife to come home to
became a man in Vietnam
whether or not he wanted to
knew the inside of a bar
better than his own bedroom
genie in a bottle
was his only refuge
made friends across the states
whose names he couldn't recall
thought he wouldn't be missed
the night he almost lost it all
a pill to stop the drinking
a drink that wouldn't mix
out before he knew what hit him
and brought him to this
out of a car we didn't know
came a face we couldn't forget
like a ghost we thought we'd never see
walking more than two years after that wreck
never was short on kindness
always went the extra mile
with a story that would chill the warmest mans' bones
he told with a sober smile
28 bones broken
jail and rehab before he healed
seeing the world first time in years
from a stone home shared with killers
as he showed us pictures
a young beauty that was his
hadn't seen her in 25 years
when she was his three year old kid
grew up with in the same battle
fighting the same demon
she won't have to fight alone anymore
because now she has him

Submitted: Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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