Henry

Henry is odd at school. His one brown eye leads others to believe he is full of shit. They do not trust him. They do not know him.

Caffeinated, Henry knows no bounds. He surges when others call him names like “Shiteye” and “Brownsight” and “ol’ blind brown.” The last of which is used most at the old folks home he appears in at times.

His fortitude withstands endless bullying. He is a happy sip away from countless lips, old and young, man and woman – and his enemies know that. He manifests when others need him most. And that cannot be slowed or stopped.

To those envious and full of hate, he winks, nods and is drunk. Those that see him for what he is appreciated him.

With every sip, Henry brings life to his death. And upon his rebirth is a shot for all the glory.

May you be lucky to see him, to be winked at by him, to stand without envy and know he touched your lips down to your soul.