(no subject)
It has often been said that whiskey can turn a man into a beast.
Whiskey is blamed for the brawls and broken furnature.
It can bring the fire and rage hidden deep inside a peaceful man.
It brings tears to the eyes of the weathered and insanity to the deacon.
And they denounce it.
Who condemns such a medicine?
Few people willingly sit next to a tanner, his hands and aroma stained by his work.
None share a glass with an executioner, shunning such a horrid person.
Morticians find few ready to offer more conversation than his normal company.
Such is whiskey. Hated on principal. Essential in function.
Without it, our hands stay soft with knuckles never knowing a blow.
Without it, our vile criminalities live undiscovered and unreleaved.
Without it, our murdered selves and dead hearts are never displayed for our friends.
Let it be a wake every night, and a resurrection every day.
Whiskey is blamed for the brawls and broken furnature.
It can bring the fire and rage hidden deep inside a peaceful man.
It brings tears to the eyes of the weathered and insanity to the deacon.
And they denounce it.
Who condemns such a medicine?
Few people willingly sit next to a tanner, his hands and aroma stained by his work.
None share a glass with an executioner, shunning such a horrid person.
Morticians find few ready to offer more conversation than his normal company.
Such is whiskey. Hated on principal. Essential in function.
Without it, our hands stay soft with knuckles never knowing a blow.
Without it, our vile criminalities live undiscovered and unreleaved.
Without it, our murdered selves and dead hearts are never displayed for our friends.
Let it be a wake every night, and a resurrection every day.