How many….

How many handsome opportunities
have passed ne’er to return
while I was having a sip –
a social glass with a friend?

How many foolish bargains
have been struck ne’er to revert
under the influence of a sparkling cup,
which made me bounce with the carefree
happiness of a big game lottery winner?

How many important appointments
have I put off until tomorrow and
then forever because of gulp after gulp
that has thrown me in a state of lassitude
robbing me of needed essentials to success?

Don’t tell me what I need to hear –
poor choices I make in pursuit of happiness;
empathize but don’t insult and while at it
fill those glasses again, let the good times flow!

© Ugo Nkwoala. Spilledwoords, 2020

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