Poem -

Russian Rulette

Russian Rulette

You could be driving your car, or in your armchair having a snooze

Partying with friends, popping pills in twos

You've got to check out someday, if only how you could choose

Live your life health consciously, exercise and eat your five a day

You're going to die at the end anyway, play the game your way

Choose what's important, have drive in your soul.

Materialistic possessions aren't my life's goal

Politics, propaganda, sex and TV

Pull the wool over your eyes, make you think you are free

People die every day, if only how they could choose

Death is all around us, it just don't always make the news

Each life individual, each moment unique

Spend your time wisely. Question the treasures you seek

I have a good friend and that friend had a son.

He was searching the dark web for sleeping pills and now he is gone

Thought he was taking diazepam, so he took one.

Instead he was taking fentanyl and now he is gone

So choose your priorities wisely, choose what matters most

​​​​​​Don't end up like my friends son

​​​​​​Twenty years old, dieing from an opiate overdose

A talented musician, making his own songs on YouTube is what he loved most

Now he's in heaven, partying with the holy ghost

Stay off the dark web, question the urges you get

Popping pills from internet is like playing Russian Rulette

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Larry Ran

Hi Waynehead,

Six chambers are spinning, five with no pop;
But the sixth one is deadly, your life will it stop!
It is one type of game, to truly eschew;
For if you don't  win, it will be the death of you!

Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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Syd

Hi Larry, this is also excellent. Thank you, you are one of a kind.

Wayne xxx

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