THIS IS for YOU...L I F E/ a choice

~A POEM~

YOU..

read me, non Violent..a plastic tube

manufactured..hospitals, pharmaceutical

plants..the opportunity to get close..make

me ur friend..curiosity becomes..hooked a

crook gambles w/ inner self penalties..where

flesh wounds me, shots fired..I become falling

on hard times, a victim, the ambulance

arrives on critical, silence, I hear a voice..say..

The Truth & the light, days are numbered..life

is me..ur recovery, get on ur knees,Quick..

while pain urges habits still n need,I 'm

diagnosed..Aids affiliate,HIV..belly eats what's

burning inside, becomes a lifetime of Broken

dreams on a Christmas night, thoughts of

suicide ur a million Dollar habit, stressed n

I.O.U's..hustled the dealer..ur a needle in the

Hay,stacking, pushin Blow, main lining,

hard balling, his profit, doin ur thang..JOHN DOE.

does this ring a bell, other than a need 4

speed, becomes a body in the morgue..

a chronic feed w/Jeans sagging off his rear,

mixed Outlook..confused..I should have listened to

that Meek Voice that spoke..lost n

space bwt heaven & hell,2Dozes of prevention..

the Cure was Me..JESUS spoke..I answered..

Pleaseee..Lord.HAVE mercy On Me.

stop playin w/ God's

C R E A T I O N

Create..Sheila T Jordan