Heroins Guise Does Blossom

By: Jared Ford

West Virginia

"Almost Heaven"
ironic foreshadowing

the minds infected

the hearts distracted

their attention directed

to the new ruler of Heaven

new savior of the forgotten

There's a new hero in town

and her name is Heroine

GIVE ME YOUR OPPRESSED

and I'll give them Opiates!

Oxycontin, or Percocet

or Roxys, or Fentanyl!

fuss not over the name

for the results all the same!

an escape from your worries,

an escape from your life

So come out of that log cabin,

Climb aboard this bandwagon!

Think not of your wife

or the toil and strife

of a pressing days labor,

half the wage of your neighbor.

No need to make amends
to deter your fleeing friends.

Just frequent the drugstore

and I'll settle the score.

I'll cleanse their memory
from any future reverie.

All aboard the Death Wagon,

I've got a seat just for you!

Herein lies the problem,
Heroins guise does blossom:

In a land where those who feel flawed,
unworthy of God,
are lost in it's heavenly fraud.

In a land where the emotional norm is trauma

because those seeking nirvana

are denied marijuana.

In a land where inherited tradition

deters the ambition

of an honest politician.

In a land that still sees no correlation

between a prescription, addiction

and a gravestones inscription...

And Heroins guise does blossom

when humanity is forgotten.
Therein lies the problem.

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