Scourge of Addiction
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Honoring RFK Jr for his honesty and fortitude
“I don’t have a big empty hole that I’m trying to fill with things outside of me.”—RFK Jr.
Heroin, China white, or just smack, took him
into lost dreams and an altering of gritty reality
Chasing the dragon, didn’t seem enough
to balm a wounded psyche
Losing to lust demons
An iconic face of his late father
A boy destined to see an assassination
Shot at the hands,
of Sirhan Sirhan
Grief stricken is the neon nod, duji
the catalyst that would take his brother
Another reckless misfortune of
the scourge of addiction
Up until a river's cleansing
Washed away are the sins
Recovery that teaches humility
Opening his heart toward God
Liberating his birthright charm
and political pedigree to full shiny view
Somewhere down the crazy river
calm waters bring back a boy
we the people once new
Copyright © I Am Anaya | Year Posted 2024
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