Me And Philly Poem by Frank Sobolewski

Me And Philly



He say he was blessing the game
how well i knew his name
me and Philly

we walked the city blocks
Dropping crack rocks

Three dollar shoppers
Rattled and clanged
I got some change
A bit to stay insane

My good man
Better then the stuff time before last

He grinned as he knew
It was temporary relief
From their permanent disease

I see
The rock so sweet
it destroys everything
My house and home
Veins shattered lungs battered

When you take a light
you take a flight

How down can you go?
sad to say
many die this way

the price varies
but it always must be paid
with your life body and mind

Saturday, December 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction
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