Title : Addiction (Here In Limbo I be…)
Drawn into It ,as If compelled By the fire,…
Of those Guns Threatening. To Fire,
Telling Me in a manner of Speaking…
That If I Do not Comply.
I will surely Die.
But somehow I feel dead already.
dead and Lost to the World.
The World of misguided Lives.
And Misguided religions.
To Err is to be human.
But there is no error
in what this condition bring.
Only something to be adapted to…
Addiction, it will never, Never go away.
a Metaphor for Life in fact. The end.
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A short Poem I just made by myself © 2010 9/212010 John Robert einem / A.K.A. Shawnna Heather Einlieb