I do not want to be sick..

You are not evil,
but you are sick,
when you do it.

You are not potent,
but slowly become impotent,
when you do ti.

You would not destroy the bad feelings,
but destroy your brain cells, when you do it.

Lucky human may escape
from the notoriety of hallucinogens.
Unlucky ones suffer
until become paupers.

Do not do it in secret,
as none see you.

you may feel good,
you may feel strong,
you may dance whole day,
you make love whole night,
but when the day arrives,
to warn you,
to drown you,
to mess up you.

You will be left in pain
you will be left alone.
as no human like to be related
with drug addict like you,
who have misunderstood,
the drugs and substances,
for medicine.

poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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