Heroin

Heroin
i heard the word again
from the son of a man
unable to make a stand
who threw down the gauntlet he was dealt
so slowly over time he knelt
& found himself a little bag
his life became such a drag
like a discarded cigarette
still smoking by the curb and yet
he lost that vital choice
to claim an authentic voice
before his bag got bigger
and bigger and bigger
while the son lost the dad
but no longer felt sad
just uncomprehending
and that's the lonely ending
Heroin