Addicted?
The pride, the passion The loyalty, the reason Anti The world Hurtful lesions We do our best to please and honour The rules of society Worth the bother Honesty in a humans nature No need to bribe Or curry favour The ability to ponder Law's and morals all of us gather If we allow ouselves to stray If the moral chip has slipped away Anarchic persuasion To weakened minds Intoxicates them as it finds Gripped and angry Pay the price For a lack of civility Mostly we try to tow the line Gripped by addiction Society hidden None of us keen to do some time Others trapped by generational angst Second nature not a chance More like taught by those who are blind Father taught the wrong way Mother sits and weeps her tears A son departed A daughter gone Opiate intoxication Was just to good Their will not strong The scourge of the hopeless Pin pricks of ecstacy Brains a fuddle Sleeping in urine soaked puddles What I ...