Saturday, March 17, 2018

Warriors in Recovery

Dedicated to Gene St. Pierre
Fall River Fights Addiction

DRUG Dealers pushing
Slavery and death

Every addict becomes
A bitch to a pimp
No mercy for the chain
He just tied to your lip

Now you're an expert
At finding a vein
Too bound to know
What your doing is Insane

Where is the outrage
For our kin in a cage

Satellites can take a picture from space
Of a man's balled spot
Where the poppy plants and cocaine are
Some how we can't spot

The body count keeps rising
Expert keep analyzing
How our population got itself
In this addiction mess

People without purpose
Always seek to escape
Minimizing Love and the relationship plate
By the time they know its value
It is often too late

Driven to sickness and disease
By the devil in hell
Will anything ever become
Close to swell

It can
One day at a time
It can
If you admit to the lie
It can
If you admit you are powerless and broken
It can
If to a higher power you have spoken

The brain science is helping understand the root of this satanic attack

But The Warriors for Recovery
Can never relax!

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