King heroin

[F.U.B.A.R]

I came to this country without a passport
Ever since then I've been hunted and sought
My little white grains are nothing but waste
Soft and deadly, and bitter to taste
But I'm a world of power and all know it's true
Use me once and you'll know it, too
I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books
I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks
I can make a good man forsake his wife
Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life
I can make a man forsake his country and flag
Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag
Some think my adventure's a joy and a thriller
But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you a killer
In cellophane bags I've found my way
To heads of state, to children at play
I'm financed in China, Ran in Japan
I'm respected in Turkey and I'm legal in Siam
I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg
Then they search for a vein in the arm or the leg
So be you Italian, Jewish, Black, or Mex
I can make the most virile of men forget their sex
So now... So now, my man, you must... You know, do your best
To keep up your habit until your arrest
Now the police have taken you from under my wing
Do you think they dare defy me? I, who am king?
Now, you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness and you might throw me off
Curse me in name, defy me in speech
But you'd pick me up right now if I were in your reach
All through your sentence you've become resolved to your fate
Fear not, young man or woman... I'll be waiting at the gate
And don't be afraid, don't run... I'll not chase
Sure, my name is Heroin and you'll be back for a taste
Behold! You're hooked
Your foot is in the stirrup
And make haste, mount the steed, and ride him well
For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell

To Hell
Will ride you to Hell until you are dead
Dead, brother... Dead!
This is a revolution of the mind
Get your mind together
And get away from drugs!
That's a demand.


never a true word
James Brown

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[robin_himself]

I guess you posted this in the wrong forum. That aside, good job man! I enjoyed reading it. Nice perspective.

[ThirdEyeFloond]

Perhaps it would be appropriate mentioning that it is the lyrics from a James Brown song. It reminded SWIM somewhat of a poem about cocaine heavily inspired by "King Heroin" that he saw posted on a shop door somewhere in Brixton while waiting for a dealer making some phone calls at a nearby phone booth:

"THEY CALL ME THE WHITE LADY"


Beware my friend, my name is Cocaine.,
Iv caused this World a lot of Pain.
They have nick named me Coke for short.
I entered this country without a passport.
Remember my friend, my name is Big-C,
Some call me with pride, The White Lady.
I've been hunted and sought just for kicks,
By junkies and pushers who need a quick fix,
I'm more valued than Diamonds, cost more than Gold.
Use me just once, and you too will be sold!

I'll make a school boy forget his books,
a beauty queen neglect her looks,
I'll take a great speaker and make him a bore,
take away your mama and make her a whore,
I'll make a preacher not want to preach.
Make a teacher forget just how to teach,
All kinds of people are under my wing,
Have fallen victom to my deadly sting.

I've got daughters turning on their mothers,
got sisters robbing from their brothers,
I've got people selling their house,
even husbands pimping their spouse.
I'm the King of crime, the Prince of destruction,
I'll cause your body to suddenly malfunction,
I'll make your new-born to already be hooked,
turn an honest man into a crook.
Make you rob, steal and kill,
When you're under my power you have no will.

I've destroyed Actors, Athletes, and some of your friends
I'm a bad habit, too tough for the strongest of men.
Yeah, I'm raising Hell all over the earth,
I've gained a lot of power since my bearth,
I've got them standing on corners yelling, "Got Rock",
Make it where stabbing and shooting are common on the block.

Well, Now you know, what will you do ?
Remember my friend it's all up to you.
If you jump in the Saddle and ride me well,
I'll take you one place, that's straight to HELL!!

Author: T.G.Truman "1987"

[F.U.B.A.R]

Reality is a crutch for people who can't handle drugs.