Best Drug User Poems

I hear a lot of shrill people these days
saying that we should defund the police,
as if these people just disappearing
would somehow make all of our troubles cease.

I could point out things would be a sheer hell
if law enforcement was to disappear,
but that truth is obvious...

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GIVE ME SOME TRUTH
John, was born October 9, 1940, in Liverpool
He met Paul McCartney in 1957 
John and Paul formed a close working relationship ... COME TOGETHER
Young and fearless guys with music as the common interest
Over time, it became a REVOLUTION
When we talk about John...

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Yes, indeed,
I'm not quite up to speed,
These days, anyway...
Let me tell you, if I may...
The 20 odd meds I must take,
Each and every day...
Hope you got the space in your hard drive,
To see what it takes, to keep me alive...

First, the conditions...Ventricular Fibrillation (Life threatening...

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Let's be real. Blues are the new crack and no one denies it, 
they reach basers with no sign of government confinement. 
This color kills slowly with one after the other, the big wigs count on that population to smother. 
Oh wait this heroin has...

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My son is a thief and a drug user.
I'm not lying when I say he's a loser.
It's too much for my wife and I to bear.
He's addicted to Meth and he's on welfare.
When my wife had twins, we chose the wrong option.
We put the wrong...

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You know somethingJesus, You really have a sense of humor.  Hear I am living 
in The Salvation Army  Harbor Light Recovery Center.  I have no beginning and no 
family, ex-drug user and dealer.  Then You got me singing in one of...

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He sure had held her in such high esteem
Which was long way to fall so it did seem
Not only that she now was love of his life
Always trying to take her for his wife.

Looks like close to London are getting near
Making sure we did not...

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This intelligent artist had internal incongruity
Brilliant genius prancing around in his head
Was he having a psychotic break?
I followed him to outer limits well fed.

Unlimited by one language,
He could read and speak at least three
I followed his production, his enthusiasm
Amazed as only another artist can be

Is...

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4/26/21



No
Don't blow up my phone
With nonsense
Such hateful comments
So quick to take things out of context

On a nightly basis, I smoke and drink until I am unconscious
While close and far from flying objects
In a world full of harmless things or toxins
The process is constant
Not all grasp...

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These are the words that go unheard. The voice of a little girl crying for help 
because her mother is a drug user and her boyfriends all beat her. The screams 
of a teenager whose dad is molesting her. These are the words that go...

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(This is a fictional poem)
When I was a child, I ordered action figures through the mail.
They sent them in cellophane bags and I always caught hell.
I removed the action figures and threw away the bags.
Instead of being trusted, I was constantly nagged.
Mom found some of...

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Why do we all fight?
Is it to show that we are right? 
Or is it to be on the spotlight.

Why is their racism?
Some people hate the color of one another skin.
That is a really bad sin.
We should love one another
Not hate each other. 
You should...

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I got many rivals
I’m always hiding in shadows
Searching for scripture to read
And meditate from my bible

I have a diagnosis 
Your thinking a poor prognosis
But that is ok I know the one
Who can fix my psychosis

I don’t claim a victory
But I do have some liberty
With the...

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Just one month ago, you were walking around.
But now you're dead and buried in the ground.
So much can change in just the blink of an eye.
You went too soon, forty-eight was too young to die.
Forty years ago in 1979, we became friends.
I wish that your...

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Our parent brought us all up good
Morals were taught and understood 
Received right thought, a modest mood
When flawed fate court the neighbourhood
And then we heard the rattle
Where conscience was cruelly eaten
Through crack cocaine its smell sweeten
With uncare our souls soon beaten
We failed our first battle

Help...

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