Wonderful Land Poem by Dorsey Baker

Wonderful Land



Drinking
Smoking
Pills don't
take you to
wonderful land
they just
take you to
a dead end
once they get
their hands on you
they don't
want to let go
you think
they can take you to
wonderful land
but they just
take you down to dirt
every time you get high
you want to go higher
but you never ever
get to wonderful land!

Saturday, June 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Robert Murray Smith 30 June 2018

Drugs are for mugs mugged by endorphins.+++10

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