Part 2 I Could Not Save You My Good Friend
I Now had Uncurled that Tail of mine,
having been told the Truth, Relieving me of the Agony lived with, for so much time.
After some research, then being told,
to release all guilty feelings, & for my Strength to Hold,
I then had been informed of the Tragic News,
which made me upset, now i was on a Rampage to find more Clues.
First of all to let you all know,
that this my friends is not some hype, & nor some cheap lie, or a Far fetched Show.
With whatever comes next with at visual replayed,
& before i get there, I Must clear my Throat, without further Delayed,
This is what i have to say to give you all a Logic View,
Describing of the Where, what, when, Why & Who,
I who Lived a Life of Heartache & Grief,
Surely had no intentions to inflict pain on others, with I Informing in one short Brief,
I lived my Years Athletic & Number 1,
i would finish first completing all Tracks, with my Adrenalin running wild, after hearing the start up Gun.
I Never knew of Drugs or what they were for,
nor even Nescafe, or Coca Cola, but used to watch people Crave & insist on More,
Until one day when my dreams had been forced to an Absolute Halt,
with life changing instants character provoked change with a Jolt.
I had been So upset this one last Straw which topped the Ice,
the people who were supposed to love me, forced me into paying their price.
I got mixed up with the Neglected type,
who taught me everything about the wrong & Right,
but i always had a passion for Staying in Control,
with all in Moderation, as i remained eager towards Life, with All my Soul.
I Never revolved Life around Drugs,
but it always seemed, that i Couldn’t evade all the hardcore Thugs,
I made friends with all type,
because i considered everyone equal, feeling All your heartbeats, Now, that’s Hype
What’s for sure is that i’m No Saint,
i’v made many mistakes, with now with my words of Wisdom, you visualize pictures, the One’s that i Paint.
‘Tony’, in all that happened that night,
Still had an attachment on Heroin, but for me it was a one off thing, coz i couldn’t Stand the Drug, That’s Right.
I Now Hate the Drug so much more,
as he Finally Lost his Life, Finally His Lights Turned Off, & Also the closure of Doors.
I did not know His Weakness at the time,
i answered i could find, this so called Heroin, this ugly Drug, this Grime.
I felt this Grief, This Guilt, This Shame,
but people who new me & what happened, always said the same thing, ‘Your Not To Blame’,
Even a Cop who was a God Parent to Tony’s Child,
mentioned to me, He Chose his Destiny, always being so Wild.
This Cop even Said that when he was found Dead,
(2 months after we had broke Friendship), this Dealer of his, had picked up & Fled.
I Babysit Tony’s Son when he was in Jail,
my left arm in a Cast, it was time to rehabilitate behind the Rail.
Though, that went all Sour,
coz when he got Out, He went Chasing ‘Harry’, every minute, every Hour.
I hadn’t been their after he Got Out,
i was accused of an Affair with his wife when he was in, besides she was at Work, & he surely didn’t know what he was talking about,
He was found in his Car outside of our Local Cemetery Dead,
He Injected Bad Stuff, & that’s why His Dealer Fled.
You Dirty Rotten Basted, you Dirty Prick, taking Advantage of people with your Dirty Trick.
Theirs more to the Story than meets the Eye, as i buried my friend, and i didn’t even get to Say Bye.
But i know your in a place that’s better, R.I.P My Friend,
with an Apology as i write this Letter,
I’m Sorry i was not there with a Mind to Lend,
I’m Sorry I Could Not Save You My Good Friend..!
Dedicated to my Good Friend Tony, a Victim of Past & Addictions, though,
I who have lived a Dark Path, can tell you one thing;
Most of the Drug users that i have come across, had been the most gentle &
most talented persons.
We are all Gods Creation, & I will not Stop Association when i come across All types of Characters, i can handle myself, this a part of life..
Most Definite of all, I am not afraid of what others say,
My Prerogative – Be Natural
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