Early Birds

Early Birds Group History by Kim E. 

Shared at Early Birds 36th Anniversary Celebration Meeting

Submitted: December 2021

By Hal F. 

Alcoholism Poem written by ChapGPT Artificial Intelligence - May 2023

In the depths of a bottle, the demons reside, a dance with the devil, where shadows collide. 

Alcohol’s allure, a sirens sweet call, yet beneath the surface, it engulfs us all. 

Through blurred vision and numbing haze, the elixir of escape, a temporary phase. 

Seeking solace in each drop that we pour, but the chains of addiction grow stronger, more. 

In the clutches of alcohol’s tight embrace, we lose ourselves, consumed by its grace. 

Liquid courage masks the pain within, but the battle with oneself, we cannot win. 

The bottle becomes our dearest friend, yet it leads us down a treacherous bend. 

From whispers of comfort to a raging storm, our lives unravel as we conform. 

Families shattered, friendships frayed, a soul adrift, in darkness we wade. 

The grip of alcohol, a relentless hold, leaving broken spirits, stories untold. 

But within the chaos, there lies a glimmer, 

A chance for redemption, a life to remember. 

To break the cycle, find strength anew, 

In sobriety’s embrace, a different view. 

With courage as our shield, we face the fight, awakening each morning to reclaim our light, 

Rebuilding what’s broken, piece by piece, a journey of healing, finding inner peace. 

For in the depths of despair, hope can be found, 

A chance to rewrite the story that’s been bound. 

With open hearts and support we lend, to those battling alcohol, our love we send. 

So let us stand united, hand in hand, supporting those of us fighting to reclaim their land. 

In the face of addiction, we’ll never wane, together we’ll triumph, breaking alcohols chain.