Cold Man

I saw a cold man last night.
He was pushed against the wall with frighten eyes.
I noticed him standing there alone with a Bible in his hand,
and a bottle in the other.
The bottle was tall, and filled with a drink.
I looked at him for quite awhile.
He never moved.
I just wanted to know what he was thinking.

There was a sudden corruption.
The cold man that was once right before me, ran quickly.
Leaving nothing behind but his Bible.
I walked faintly to the wall, and picked up what he had left.
And before my eyes, I read, "Ephesians 5:18- Don't be drunk with wine, because that will ruin your life.
Instead, let the Holy Spirit fill and control you."
It was that night that I realized there was more bad than what I portrayed it to be.