Habit Poem by soren Barrett

Addition an affliction that we all have got
Not just a drug or a hug that we bought
We can't elude, air, water and food, we'd die without the lot
Aren't these addictions, contradictions society forgot

Too much food, can be viewed as a disgrace
But a moderate amount, you can count necessary to hold your health in place
Without a drink we would be on the brink of the end of the human race
What despair, to be without air, all life you would erase

Moderation the key for felicity, nothing in excess
Alcohol a smoke, taking a toke will not end in distress
It's when as a crutch you use too much a problem you possess
You pay the toll when you loose control, a habit you must confess