On this day of National Poetry Month 2011; my poem, visual poetry Recovery Road encourages a drug-free lifestyle.
Where have you been, haven't you heard
Recovery is the word
Ecstasy, Cocaine, Alcohol, Pills, Fry
Weed, Syrup, Heroin or Crystal Meth's curd
They can never provide happiness inward nor outward
No amount of drugs, sadness, will they erase
And, not one problem will that hit gratify
But soon, health problems, they will most definitely, amplify
Kidney failure, cirrhosis, heart attacks, and strokes' reply
Or, finally an overdose that sets off death's untimely, lullaby
Denial must not be allowed to control and domineer
For, to sustain recovery
One must be determined, committed and sincere...
An Excerpt from
Copyright by Deborah Young, Visual Poet