Drunken Smoke Poem by Sana Olivia Hernandez
Drunken Smoke
Alcohol and Cigs,
Have become too big.
One's for stress,
The other's for pain.
But you lose more than you gain.
Your control,
Your faimly,
Your health,
Your possible wealth,
And soon your life,
Will all wash down the drain.
Is this what you want for your children to aim?
The companies are to blame.
Drugs do worse if not the same.
Do you really want to play this game?
Just stop.
-SOH
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4/25/2024 9:59:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This could have been a long poem, a very long one, as the third stanza shows, but you end it abruptly with the commanding statement - JUST STOP. That's a perfect strategy. You have already listed the negative things indulgence will cause, so that part of your mission is done - on your part as the concerned witness. Now it''s their turn, which you make very clear by falling silent after JUST STOP..