A little bit of hash ain't no trash
Mother needs that little yellow pill to keep her still
L S.D, it just doesn’t agree
Father works so hard, I find it sad
Purple Heart, not a bad start
Sister’s going to complain, boyfriend didn’t turn up again
Tonight it must be speed, such greed
Mother's going to bed, she’s going to rest her head
I’ll try cocaine, it sends me insane
Father's going to say, well son, how was it today
I’ll smoke some grass, let life pass
My sister has to say, you don’t look too well these days
Well, it looks like it must be Babs
Especially now, I’m sad
Mother’s dying, Father’s crying, Sister’s ill
I think it must be the little yellow pill.
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Sad yet so true, drugs destroy people's lives and families. Well said. Your poem portrays a bleak picture of a family struggling with various forms of drug use—both legal and illegal—as a means of coping with pain and sadness. Each family member is depicted as grappling with their own issues, highlighting the pervasive effects of addiction on individual well-being and family dynamics.
Yes, there's a pill for every occasion now.
A pill for every occasion. Nicotine, caffeine, amphetamine, benzodiazepine, Smoke, inject, huff, swallow. Makes ya broke, to get the effect, can't get enough, leaves ya hollow. Sorry Paul couldn't help it. A great write on humanity all hooked on substances. Loved it
Now you can go online and get it delivered to your door.
Speeds up death no end. lol
Maybe that is a good thing it will decrease the surplus population.
Paul, I was smiling at the wordplay and then the family came crashing through it. Damn. Powerful, bro. Powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
The yellow pill is probably the most dangerous.
Wow Paul, usually you leave buckets of laughter but not this one, you have written this so well and expressed the trauma of a normal family, the extraordinary ones are the ones that are perfect and we all know they don't exist. Heart wrenching.
Keeping you on your toes. lol
There's religion, there's dope, any other escapes from the horrendous reality sometimes termed Society?
Your piece constructs a well 'balanced' reality, Paul.
Yeah, everyone has some sort of crutch that pharmaceutical companies can exploit.
Gotta remain in business...
Powerful and poignant.
Drugs for every occasion.
Drugs destroy though taken with a false sense of perception that they will cure 😔
Definitely, biggest con out there.
It always is that yello pill, I still can't wrap my brains around the effect of drugs on people. Such a beautifully and realistically written poem
Always a pill to do something with your body it seems.
true many and i have experienced some of this
Turning point do great work with addicts, and I always think, only ex addicts can fix addicts.
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