What Is This Thing
What is this thing that people continue to crave..
That makes them act the way they do
Sons..hussle-daughters become thieves..
Husbands-wives alike become its lovers
Slaves to something that has no feelings has
No soul deals out guilt.
What is this thing that people continue to crave..
Nothing but negativity in a package
They lose their very desire to live
Above what this substance gives them.
They drop all hope..pick up all fear
But, find courage in every sniff, shot, every swallow.
What is this thing that causes people to crave...
Rich man, poor man, children,women alike
Hide behind it... from their familiar while it..
Stands in plain view.
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