A Drug's Rapacity Options

[*Kathleen*]

I hate drugs.


"A Drug's Rapacity"
I dream of concocting a subterfuge to move on
Yet, his inscrutable behavior attracts me
Regardless of his nonchalant actions, he's gone

The infamous (yet equally nefarious) friend is to blame
It's love...despite his incorrigible behavior
Granted, deep down, all men are all but one in the same

My body collapses as I take the plunge below
Deeper I sink as the ubiquitousness of water surrounds
I made sure to leave the letter - a guarantee for him to know

No more sanguine-natured friends to speak
No more paranoid nights spent battling tears
No more contemplating the future as being so bleak

My chagrin brought upon his temerity
My volatility annihilated by his melancholy
This lugubrious immolation defies my tenacity

If only this were not so useless
If only his eyes were not sewn shut
He might have seen how they are utterly deleterious

[ComradeRed]

'Twas a cold night in the darkest of lands,
When a tall strange man drove up to some bands,
"Surrender," said he, "those foul drugs are mine,"
"Nay," said a bandit, "while we're stuck in rhyme."

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.

"Those substances do no good," said the man,
"But alas, we love them," the bandits ran!
"Hold," said he, "my name is Barry the King."
His name ran out with a resounding ring.

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.

His long, dark suit, and tinted sunglasses,
Flew in the wind faster than molasses,
His subjects lined up, 'twas the bandits they faced,
Though surrounded, they continued to race.

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.

But by now, the bandits were kept at bay,
The King said, "I'll make your families eat hay!"
"No longer will you have these drugs to use,"
"No longer will you have this choice to choose."

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.

"Please," said the humblest bandit leader,
"Leave us in peace and we'll follow meter,"
"Not so," the King said and his subjects came,
Letting from their rifles a lethal rain.

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.

Through the pass of years and the ruin of lives,
What could be more harmful than plants like chives?
Such rule by the King, great leader of all,
'Twas he ultimately that caused the fall.

In all my journeys, encounters I've had,
Things have rarely, rarely been near this bad.