Poison Himself To Death Poem by Dorsey Baker

He didn't need no gun
fully loaded
with bullets
He didn't need
no sword
razor sharp to the touch
He didn't need
no rope hanging
from a high roof
He didn't need
no chemicals
or pills
He didn't need
no big bridge
or raging river
to drag him in
his thoughts
provided him
enough poison
to kill himself
refusing to
submit himself
to any more pain
he would himself
end the misery
by the poisoning
of his thoughts
he would slowly
poison
himself to death!