Why do people use drugs?
Don't they know it kills?
They want to be called thugs.
Look at the damage that chills their minds.

Why take the pills?
Why snort the meth?
We don't want to write up wills.
Drugs lead to death.

Why grow the crack?
Why smoke the joint?
Don't hide the drugs in a pack.
Don't they get the point.

Life is cool!
Death is rotten.
Have fun at the pool.
Don't be forgotten!

By: Kelsie (Age 14)


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