Alcoholism is dangerous. This poem is dedicated to the intelligent and famous people in the world who had many things to offer but unfortunately fell in the trap of wrong temptations such as alcoholism and later on died from excessive drinking of alcohol. I advice young people not to drink so as not to become victims of alcoholism or their lives lost without milking it efficiently.

He stared in the open thoughtfully
He carefully studied the orange horizon
He saw his world turning inside out
He was high with a hot stuff of alcohol

His judgement was terribly impaired
He saw the shadows of despondency
Cast upon him by objects of despair
He ate himself inside himself

His aching soul wept for help
But no ray of hope did shine around
No light did he see at the end of the tunnel
Everything was buried under illusion

His intention to live was not to live
He systematically plotted himself
He needed no enemy to take his life
He was perplexed by the winds of time

To live in peace with himself
He had to free himself from himself
He had to fight himself to be himself
His fame was fading away like a veneer

Alcohol has been his sole liberator
It let unfavourable thoughts die away
It let him enjoy his timely freedom
But never had it made him himself again

The price he had paid was so much dear
He had to cash a whole organ for alcohol
He paid a piece of his liver for each bottle
In between the sips he had time to borrow

Each drop took him closer to his grave
He finally put last nail in his coffin
John passed away peacefully in his sleep
Alcohol robbed a star in the sky of fame