Lonely in the corner he sits
Melting existence to grey
Oblivion he slowly sips
Drowning reality away

Gone are the belly aches of laughter
Having a future with purpose and fun
Knowing a girl and how he loved her
Unfolding life had barley begun

Drums of War demanded conscription
Mayhem slaughter bayonets and guns
Many miles from home to redemption
Such thoughts the wily devil's shun

Disfigured body now sore and torn
Quivering flesh all lathered in sweat
Mind now broken barren and forlorn
Overflowing from dormant regret

Years of bewildered inner commotion
Walking the crowded streets alone
Alcohol his only devotion
Abstinence his only...