(this is a poem that i wrote it needs work it doesn't flow the way i want it 2. I'm hoping for help on it and i hope one day to make it into a song give me back your advice and what you think of it sorry i can't spell)

Talk about the guy who made one big mistake
he choose to leave the house that fate filled day.
On his way home two lives would end all because
he drunk his sorrows away again.
Now he's routing in jail the way things should be!
Justice some might see!
At the guys home sits a wife and a kid.
A boy 3 years old who wanted to be like him,
The boys joy was time with his dad, see his mom was
too sick, always stuck in bed.
Her tears flowing down her face.
Soon she knows that no one will be their to
help the boy grow.
Now our nation tries to be a utopian society.
A life for a life thats the utopian way., instead
of a world where we get to fix our mistake.
How can you say your any better than him.
You took others lives by taking way his!!!