Bubbles

I remember friends in our swimming pool,

Bubbles erupting from their nose…

Half of them were true friends,

Half were users, I suppose.

In life we all were treading,

Our futures in the deep end…

One by one we climbed out,

Drying off, then diving in again.

In the morning, I’d discover

A beer cap or condom in the skimmer.

Diving boards and alcohol corrupt,

Even the safest swimmer.

Another dose of chlorine

Purified every son and daughter…

So many evil sins erased,

While clarifying the water.