for drugs over meds
over and over again
and it's sickening
A simple pill
that's hard to swallow
or another hit
with the high to follow
Pushers to please the junkies
instead of healers for the patient
Diluted souls and polluting spirits
over potent solutions and remedies
Another supply
of ego pleasing pulp
to further deny
a truth's unpleasant gulp
Vomiting words
and pleased by their taste
groping in herds
that wallow in their waste
It's someone else's fault
and resentment tastes great
Find a fool to exalt
then blame for your fate
Your own life to live
and no other to blame
The shit you won't give
leaves more of the same
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