(I got the idea for this poem after I watched a Delta Burke movie.) <br /> <br />You're addicted to gambling which happens to be a sin. <br />You've got a problem, you keep gambling again and again. <br />You said you would get some help but you lied through your teeth. <br />Eversince you started gambling, the kids and I have had nothing but grief. <br />I've stood by you even though it's been pretty rough. <br />But we're going broke and I've had enough. <br />You gamble away the money that you're supposed to use to pay bills. <br />I'd like to think that you can overcome your problem but I'm afraid that you never will. <br />You sold the house your mother left you and both of our cars. <br />You lost it all at gambling, I no longer know who you are. <br />I want you to see some people and I'll stand by you if you agree. <br />But if you don't let these people help you, I'll pack my bags and I'll take our kids with me.<br /><br />Randy Johnson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/addicted-to-gambling/
