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Pray for Me

When they tell you
I’m an addict
don’t believe them,
if I could feel this good on
Friday and Saturday
why shouldn’t I on
Tuesday and Wednesday?

My Ex told me, “It takes just once
to grab ahold, but hard to let go.”
My buddies, “It’s a once-in-a-while tang,
all you got to do is blow up your cheeks
to make the vein pop out for the next high.
The feel is a rush– a warm hug from Jesus.”
Now ‘m an expert at needles n’ finding veins.

When they tell you
I’m an addict
don’t believe them
I’m in a relationship that has
turned me into someone
I never thought I would be – dope sick,
a chum to shame, guilt and wreck’d past.

They’ll have to admit it someday
hashtags, billboards can’t make me clean
Stigma can’t make me quit
I ain’t trying to kill myself or OD
cos I still got plenty to offer Humanity,
but most times it feels like someone else
is wearing my body – pray for me.

Copyright © 2019. Ugo Nkwoala. All rights reserved.

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  1. “If your family member is struggling with addiction, love them. Don’t fight them, don’t judge them. And for the love of everything holy, pray for them.” ― Angela Davis

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