My soul’s heavy and light; carefree and blue,

as I sit and sip this 90 proof brew.

The heady bourbon liquor smooths my soul,

as the haunting blues tones swallow me whole.


The devil plays his game with humanity,

his daughter lusts for pain and misery.

The wrongs of the world pour fourth like water,

and so we all go like lambs to the slaughter.


Try your best to bring justice to the world;

do not dishearten if your plans unfurled.

Do not despair at life’s futility,

for in my helplessness I am carefree.


A Poem for:

The Daily Prompt – Carefree

©Daniel Amatiello 2016