Junkies - Till Death Do Us Part: Poem

Junkies at the station

Ruins of a nation

Chemical degradation

Bodily deflation

Slaves of the poppy plantation

Symbols of consternation

Addicts from creation

To cremation

From jail and probation

No solution

From the veins pollution

Not methadone substitution

Some turn to prostitution

No restitution

No absolution

The only way for evolution

The inevitable self-execution

No life

No Breath


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