HEROIN… Enough said!
And to the lancer death awaits
The Horse Of Death
Upon the horse of death
the lancer rides
leaving in his tracks
all sense of pride,
when unable to dismount
he must reside
within the living hell
that burns inside.
*
Rarely is the hellfire
put aside
by the tears of mothers
nightly cried,
for the rider has to move,
he has to hide.
Forsaking all but Satan,
though he has tried.
*
The horse of death
takes many in its stride
some tall and lean,
some short and wide.
But, for most of those
who’ll sit astride,
be remembered just,
as one more lancer, died.
***
Oct. 2013
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Excellent, Jake!
Thank you Denise, it is a sad situation that so many have to deal with, on one side of the problem or the other..
Chilling!!!
Oh so true and oh so sad..