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The War on Drugs:
THIS IS REALLY TRAGIC AND SICKENING, BUT THERE IS A POINT SOMEWHERE.
THIS IS A TRUE STORY.
My sister's co-worker had a sister in Texas, who with her husband was planning
a weekend trip across the border for a shopping spree. At the last minute their baby sitter canceled, so they were stuck taking their two-year-old son with them.
They had been across the border for about an hour when the baby got free and ran around the corner. The mother went chasing, but the boy had disappeared.
The mother found a police officer who told her to go to the gate and wait. Not really understanding the instructions, she did as she was instructed. About 45 minutes later, a man approached the border carrying the boy. The mother ran to him grateful that he had been found.
When the man realized it was the boy's mother, he dropped the boy and ran himself. The police were waiting for him and got him. The boy, dead, in the 45 minutes he was missing, was cut open, ALL of his insides removed and his body cavity stuffed with COCAINE.
The man was going to carry him across the border as if he were asleep. A two-year-old boy, dead, discarded as if he were a piece of trash for somebody's cocaine.
If this story can get out and change one person痴 mind about what drugs mean to them, then out of this little boys painful and tragic end, may in turn bring life.
Let痴 hope and pray it changes a lot of minds. |
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WITH THIS NEEDLE I THEE WED
And so now little man you're tired of grass,
LSD, Acid, Cocaine and hash.
When someone pretending to be a true friend said,
I'll introduce u to miss heroin.
Well honey before u start fooling with me,
Let me inform you just how it will be.
For I will seduce u and make u my slave,
I致e sent stronger men than u 2 the grave.
You値l think u could never be such a disgrace,
Then you値l end up addicted to poppy seed waste.
You値l start by inhaling me one afternoon,
Then u will take me into your arms very soon.
And once I have entered deep down in your vein,
The craving will really drive u insane.
You値l need lost of money (have u already been told?)
For darling I am much more expensive than gold.
You値l swindle your mother for less than a buck,
You値l end up an animal, vile and corrupt.
You値l mug and you'll steal for a narcotic charm,
You値l only feel content when I知 deep in your arm.
One-day u will realize the monster you've grown,
Then solemnly promise to leave me alone.
If u think that you'll have that mystical knack,
Just come and try getting me off your back.
The vomit, the cramps, your guts in a knot.
The jangling nerves screaming 4 just one more shot.
The hot chills, the cold sweat, the withdrawal pains,
Can only be erased by my little white grains.
There痴 no other way, no need to look,
For deep down inside you'll know that you're hooked.
You値l desperately run to the pusher and then,
You値l welcome me back to your vein once again.
And when u return as I have foretold,
You値l ultimately give me your body and soul.
You値l give up your morals, your conscience, your heart
And then you'll be mine, till death do us part.
Author unknown
I love you Gravity, Thanks 4 the poem.
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