CANCER STICK

Written by: Eric Zivanai

EYES RED LIKE A TOMATO
IM DEAD FROM THE TOBACCO
MY LUNGS THEY ECHO,
SMOCKING, ITS MY HEALTH IM PREVOKING
DAILY FEEKLS LIKE I AM CHOCKING
... WILL I FIND A DREAM
BLOOD CONJESTED WITH NICOTINE
WILL MY LIFE GO FAR
WITH MY BRONCHULES BLOCKED WITH TAR
A SCAR, MADE TO KILL ME
NO CURE TO HEAL ME
REALLY.. MADE BY MAN
I FAIL TO UNDERSTAND...
I PONDER ABOUT THIS NOW THAT I AM UNDER THE SAND