White Dragon
He was chasing the white dragon
as he sat puffing on his hubby bubbly
soon he was afloat in a world of dreams
not a care in the world for his family
who would, again, go hungry this night
He sat squandering his and their lives
carried of into obliquity by the heroin
his two daughters crying with hunger
still he puffed on, lost, lost to them all
consumed by the white fiery dragon
An addict to the power of the drugs
forever lost to their grasping clutch
written 08/07/2013
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2013
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