Poem 6 – Dipsomania

There is a God,
Trust me when I tell you.
And he is truly magical.

He can make you fly
He can make you sing
He can make you dance to his fancy tunes.

Many are born, many die,
Owing to the one true God!
He’s been burning fires,
Been making your world spin.

He’s the one you go to in misery,
The only one who understands you,
Listens to you.

He’s the one you go to in joy,
He makes you want to spill your triumphant tales,
Just spill your gut out!

He’s the one,
The one and only true God,
The one in that bottle,
In the big Victorian cellar!

                             – Sadhana Rao

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