Kids With Drugs-2
Kids with drugs,
it's like their
being ripped apart
by blades of a knife.
They slowly die
from their wounds.
Their souls drain
like blood from
torn vessels.
Their lives end.
Maybe not today
maybe not tomorrow,
but they eventually do.
Do we even try
to make it stop?
Just getting by,
pretending nothing
can be done.
Have we lost sight?
<Deleted User> (10123)
Sun 29th Apr 2012 10:51
hi SS,
this is fuller than previous. a grand piece of work. Your 'drugs as blades of a knife' is inspired. Their 'souls drain' is gently played drama that sends the reader's mind racing! And if that's not enough in a short poem, you've given us two questions to ponder. Yes a nice piece to chew on. Ta muchly, Nick.