Get Your Premium Membership

Arsenic (True Story)

We know it as a poison,here are some things that you may not know It can drop one dead in their tracks, or it may take a while A trickster, one of devious deeds, the Devil's tool It may appear to be something else, when putting on a show The Mafia has been using it for years, they like it's style Not something a common man learns in school If given in the right amount, but not a lethal dose The dosage prepared by someone with medical experience Then to a "gopher" to administer the crippling task In a few days will appear to be stroke, or very close Leaving the victim helpless, with little or no defense While arsenic hides behind the mask Affects the right side of the brain and cripples the left side Drives the blood pressure through the roof, three hundred plus Your mind is going a million miles per hour wandering what is taking place A severe cramp in your left leg, bent at the knee with your foot touching the backside All you can do is lay there and cuss You cannot walk, you cannot talk because of a twisted face A stroke leaves ever lasting damage, arsenic will last for a few days The blood pressure comes back to normal, but flash backs will haunt you The doctors in this conspiracy, will doctor you for a stroke Will tell you that you are not a doctor, i have found out as I have my ways The people that do not know this, have no proof on what they can do They will laugh at you, like it is a joke They sent me a message each time, but I know that they will be back Claim that they are going to make me pay, or drive me insane Because those people are never going to be nice Remain calm and pray, until the next attack I never run, but now I walk with a cane As for Mr. Arsenic, I have already met him twice

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 1/15/2010 5:12:00 PM
scary story, are you saying you have had two strokes?
Login to Reply
Date: 1/13/2010 9:38:00 AM
Sound like a trip I care nothing about taking Danny. Nice poetic story thought. Smile!Sincerely, Moses
Login to Reply
Date: 1/12/2010 2:04:00 PM
Very alluring tale that you have told in poetic form in this tall tale. Is this true, based or truth, if truth is it you or someone else, if you how do you type with paralisis on one side of the body? Lots of questions here. Keep the open-ended writes coming. Thanks for stopping by my poem and reading my writes. Sara /Arsenic is required for the human body to function properly but in very small amounts. Sara
Login to Reply
Date: 1/12/2010 12:34:00 PM
wow, danny, but are you telling this story thru the eyes of a different real person, not being yourself? Or are YOU the person? It's funny I have imagined you as young, maybe you are older than me and using a cane? LET me know, ok!! I sure hope it's not YOU that was victim of this!! LUv, andrea
Login to Reply
Date: 1/12/2010 11:54:00 AM
Wow! That's pretty scary. Thanks for sharing.
Login to Reply
Date: 1/12/2010 7:16:00 AM
I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Danny. Thank you so much for sharing it with us here at PoetrySoup. Love, Carol
Login to Reply
Date: 1/12/2010 2:16:00 AM
Wow, Danny, now that's intense.
Login to Reply

Book: Shattered Sighs