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Cigarette
3 July, 2006
Author: Mike

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Shackled to the feet of your oppressor.
Teeth clenched, lips parted
As you swallow the poison.
Pass it through your body.

Nip off every five, ten, fifteen minutes
To feed your filthy little habit.
Tied down by your urges,
Numb to the smog within you.
Fingers stained brown with nicotine.

Unable to speak for fear of letting on
Just how bad your addiction really is.
Just how bad you really feel.

Ashamed.
Ashamed as it chokes you.
Smothers you.
Kills you.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Meridian (72.82.89.202) -- Monday, July 3 2006, 10:39 pm

Yo mike

Great message. I felt that one, even though I don't smoke. It's straight to the point. Direct. It clearly shows what happens when you're an cigarette addict. The X-rays speak for themselves.

Lovely poem Mike, lovely poem!
MC (152.163.100.5) -- Tuesday, July 4 2006, 02:57 am

It is so sad

to see someone you love shackled to this addiction. My husband sucks on a cigarette and then takes a puff from an inhaler. I don't think he has too many more years left in him. What a waste of a life. Hope you manage to break the habit, before it breaks you. Good write. Thanks for sharing.
Bipedalguy (4.156.144.211) -- Tuesday, July 4 2006, 03:39 pm

Addiction

I have always wondered if there might be some way for kids to experience what it's like to live in the grip of an addiction BEFORE it's too late, BEFORE they first face the peer pressure. If they could only understand the consequences of making the wrong decision, more might make the right decision, "Don't Do It".
I hope that your clear, revealing writing will help. Thanks, and good luck.
Catyrose (71.39.35.38) -- Wednesday, July 5 2006, 10:07 pm

accurate portrayl

oh how this ex-smoker used to feel when in the throes of addiction. accurate description and powerful...
Mike (82.35.75.251) -- Thursday, July 6 2006, 01:04 am

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Just to make it clear, I dont smoke. Nor have I ever even tried. It's just that I know so many people who smoke, and it seems as if they have no clue what it does to them. Gets to me so bad. Thanks for the comments.
 
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