Drunken Angel

A man is banging outside the door

A doctor’s sleeping on the hard floor

A lie told about the man’s bullet peirced hand

Reveals a truth only the doctor can understand

“You’re dying,” he says to his patient’s cold ears

“But I have a treatment, so please calm your fears

It’s so simple a child is doing it now

It will take work, but I can show you how.”

Though the man tries, he continues to struggle

His health and his old life he fails to juggle

Till one day when all is thought to be lost

He goes out and pays the ultimate cost

Dripping in the white paint of goodness

He loses his last chance at innocence

But the doctor lived on to continue his work

And the girl he was helping walked up with a smirk

“You owe me a sweet!” the little girl said

“Because I’m alive, and I am not dead

I’ve beaten my disease, just look and see

My x-rays are clean and free, just like me

I’ve been healed because I listened to you

You saved me so don’t go looking so blue

I think you’re great, isn’t that enough?

You brought me through a time that was tough

To me you are a savior

You showed me right behavior

To me you’re a king

So smile and sing

Buy me a treat like you said you would

I’ve followed your plan; I have been good

Now look at my life from the new angle

That I have been saved by a drunken angel