A poem on how Drink or Drugs do NOT help to solve problems.

Have we any sympathy at all;  For all addicts who by the way fall?;  It was their decision to partake;  And ruinations of their own lives make:   

No one forced them to do it at all;  It is only when they start to fall;  They feel so sorry for themselves;  Only then thinking about their healths:   

Common sense should have told them before;  The inevitability of the final score;  There’s enough publicity about the costs;  Of over indulgence and the chances lost:

Smart ones who think they know it all; How to cheat the system whilst they make the call; Dealing in drugs and getting drunk;  End up ill or smelling like a skunk:

It costs us all millions of pounds each year; All these abusers do is to carry on and cheer;  The injuries and damage in hospitals seen;  the news of each death making relatives scream:

Still many people will not learn;  They simply are unable to fully discern;  Enough warnings in the media are given;  Is chasing death a self desire well hidden?; 

Why should the tax payer pay for their addiction;  Or bother to find out reasons for their addiction?;  People who had problems years ago would just stay;   They did not escape life like they do in this way: 

Drink or Drugs do not help repair;  Difficulties or problems in life that isn’t  fair;  A better person deal with  problems by being clever;  They use their minds and abilities far better:

Leslie Lewis             

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