Drugs Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen
Drugs
Drugs
I never showed my dogs any tricks that appear to please
people I grew from a puppy to an adult, mind I sometimes
patted her and she had the habit of using my feet as a pillow
when I was watching TV. when she got older, she got a bit
grumpy when I moved my feet.
Today I watched how they killed Pablo Escobar, a drug trader
a murderous gangster, all his costumers, live in the USA.
As usual in this cases, someone else took over and it will
continue and this how capitalism work.
there is a hallowed family selling opium in large scale they
by bribing doctors to push this wonder medicine that
that made people addicted, well opium is addictive whatever
name you to put on the label.
this family still flogs their wonder pills I will not use the name
but they have killed more people than Escobar.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 4:39:29 PM # 1.0.0.1119
What you have written is a harsh reality which nobody can deny. Most of the time the drug cartel works in complicity with the law enforcement agencies and anti-narcotic cell officials. If some contraband is captured, it doesn't make much of a difference. Yes, there is no denying that drug abuse has claimed more lives than people normally die.