What's Cooking?

So how are you,
Have you pulled through?

Still wallowing in pills
Content with your ills?

Those drugs you use
Of course you'll abuse

There's no easy way
You escape it today

Just a quick trip
To put you to sleep

A nice harmless high
That will make you fly

Those drugs aren't cool
Turned you into a fool

That child was a friend
Your eyes saw a chicken

Slashed her throat dry
Intending to fry

And then you were sober
But her life was over

So now you serve time
For that heinous crime

Blamed the drugs you get
But never forget

All the pills you were taking
Had your brains a-cooking!

'There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to destruction.'

PROVERBS 16: 25

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Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
May 8,2009
Philippines

poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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