Jeffry Cohan Poet Free verse

Phor Phools Phor Fights

FOUR FOOLS AND FOUR FIGHTS

The four fought for first
It wasn’t so much triage
As it was oral strength
He who SCREAMED  the LOUDEST  and LONGEST went first 
So with that having  been settled now who would go second
And again a minor scuffle
It was children fighting over an ice cream cone and the second one took the needle
Washed it off in a filthy and tepid bottle of water
He did the S**T and passed their “works” on to fool number three
Now who was going to play didn’t depend on who would pay
It mattered that addicts pay tribute only to a glassine envelope
And grants power unto the powder number four impatiently waits for to be his
So an audible ahhhhhh was heard from number three
And then finally came number four, 
And that wouldst be me
At last
But alas that which came to pass was four fools who may as well have swallowed 
razor blades 
Because what I’ve just described is how I and millions of others contracted Aids
           © 2011.….Phreepoetree

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