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The Bottom

The old man and his bottle of wine,
His landing on the bottom to come in time,
His weathered face telling sad, sad stories,
His only pleasure is his drunken fantasies.
 
The will of God is all about the fight,
For dignity, self-esteem, and sole requite.
Life is a bandwagon of aspirations sought,
A meeting at the end what ambition bought.
 
Ambition is the employment of God’s will at birth,
A value on what’s begotten and for what it’s worth,
An achievement acquired through the love of labor,
The proper ingredients to bring about the right flavor.
 
For those who give up is a downward spiral,
From a place at the summit, so easy to fall,
Or from a place next door, a softer landing,
But all in all, a bad place withstanding.
As he touches the bottom in his smelly clothes,
His destiny is begotten from what he sows.
 
Yet this man is as beautiful as a prince
Through the eyes of God for ever since.
His blood is the effervescent fountain of life
And his body regenerates all systems alike.
 
Yet this old man and his bottle of wine,
Looks forward to the day he runs out of time.
Little does he know that he’s so beautiful,
An integral part of God’s creation to fulfill.
Little does he know that he is loved by Him
As he falls from the summit down to the bottom,
Down to the bottom with his bottle of wine.

When I was in San Francisco last week, I saw that old man.

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