“You drink wine by the bowlful and perfume yourselves with fragrant lotions. You care nothing about the ruin of your nation.”
Amos 6:6 NLT
It’s nobody’s business what I drink.
I care not what my neighbors think,
Or how many laws they choose to pass.
I’ll tell the world I’ll have my glass.
Here’s one man’s freedom cannot be curbed.
My right to drink is undisturbed.
So he drank in spite of lawor man,
Then got into his old tin can,
Stepped on the gas and let it go,
Down the highway to and fro.
He took the curbs at fifty miles,
With bleary eyes and a drunken smile.
Not long ‘til a car he tried to pass,
Then a crash, a scream, and breaking glass.
The other car was upside down,
About two miles from the nearest town.
The man was clear, but his wife was caught,
And he needed the help of that drunken sot,
Who sat in a maudlin, drunken daze
And heard the scream and saw the blaze,
But too far gone to save a life.
By helping the car from off the wife.
The car was burned and a mother died,
While a husband wept and a baby cried.
And a drunk sat by, and still some think
It’s nobody’s business what they drink.
Author unknown.
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