These floods,
Cascading,
Overflowing,
And ebbing towards our lives,
Of cocaine,
Liquor,
Marijuana.
Disguised, in the YOLO mantra
These cunning cruel monsters
Have come, spreading their wings,
Their fangs and claws
In readiness to grip, grasp and
crush
Sweeping the young virile men
Suffocating and drowning them
into oblivion.
Shuttering valid dreams into
pieces
At first it started as a snail
Then the ripple effect
Drowning the youth
Into a sea of madness.
Their eyes flashing red- bloody
red
Their mouths uttering incoherent validation
In their stupor death beckoned
The effect of a moment of excitement
Widows and orphans
Valid dreams shuttered
Pain sorrow and deep emotional
scars
Behind these pains; GREED
Thirsts for quick bucks
A burning sensation
Get-rich-quickly-scheme
The police takes the bribe
He looks the other way
The pint seller adds poison
To sow great profits
Perennial African weakness; greed
and individualism
“Everybody for himself God for us
all.”
