A Moment Of Pleasure Poem by Alfred Ramos

(Written about 35 years ago)
(times haven't changed)

I don’t like shooting up
It’s not my cup of tea
You get high and quickly come down
To a life of misery

I saw my brother lose
In a game you just can’t win
Yet so many people try
Over and over and over again

Then before you know it
It happens and you’re hooked
The life behind you misplaced
And the life ahead overlooked

It starts so sweet and simple
When you take that first sniff
Neglecting every statistic
And the odds you’ll end up stiff

First a nickel bag
Then two isn’t enough
Your friends try to reason with you
But you don’t want to hear that stuff

You’ve puked your guts out
The look on your face not the least sublime
Yet for one moment of pleasure
You erase the creation of a lifetime