To My Son Sean (22)

My son died from "poison" purchased on the internet at college. His aunt, Patricia Herbst, wrote this poem.

Hey man, you want to smoke some pot,
It's ok, I don't do it a lot

Hey man, I want to buy some weed,
I do it cause I want, not because I need

Hey man, you want to try this pill,
It's really cool, a brand new thrill

Hey man, They call it ecstasy,
It's the coolest drug, you'll ever see

Hey man, I met a chemist friend
Little did I know it would be the end

Hey man, the internet is the connection,
for a completely new drug collection

Hey man, I tried to reach my peak,
A greater high I would try to seek

Hey man, I thought it would be a blast
I never intended it to be my last

Hey man, it's too late for me,
but not for you or your family

Hey man, I didn't die in vane,
if other kids don't do the same

Hey man, I thought that drugs were ok,
but there has to be a better way

Hey man, keep your head cool and straight,
You're still alive, it's not too late.

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