This poem is dedicated to Dale, a courageous man with an inspiring blog, who led me to the realisation described in the sonnet.
For years anger and self-pity mirrored my eyes
The drug addiction of others was my vile enemy
Trapped within mother love from which I could not flee
I was terrorised by the manipulation and the lies
Within my house: yet when I became ready to revise
And realise that addicts were victims just like me,
And we were in similar straits, still I couldn’t see
The bigger picture, and recognise all our allies
Whose rebellious chemistry confounds the brain
And their struggling families weep over a similar plight
for their beloved casualties of sex, gambling and pain.
The disease of addiction is the foe that we must fight
If we stand together and tell our truths without shame
We’ll make a loving army, leading others to the light.
© Jane Paterson Basil