Victim Of The Insane – Medical Marijuana Poem
Victim Of The Insane
Just finished my appointment at the doctor’s office
I’m preparing myself to feel horrifically nauseous,
cancer is raging throughout my inner body core;
misery’s the book my life shall now be reading for.
I read that Medical Marijuana can help me,
so I’m trying it out, but…..
Let’s not forget I’m now a low-life worthless criminal
and punishment is only what I’m told I now fairly deserve;
for aiding my body with a well-known taboo medication
helping alleviate my suffering for my own life self-preservation.
Just got released from the hospital diagnosed with PTSD
after serving numerous years in war for my beloved Country,
the fourth of July is unbearably tough on me you’ve all plainly seen;
explosions cower me along with painful shrapnel my body can never release.
I read that Medical Marijuana can help me,
so I’m trying it out, but…..
Let’s not forget I’m now a low-life worthless criminal
and punishment is only what I’m told I now fairly deserve;
for aiding my body with a well-known taboo medication
helping alleviate my suffering for my own life self-preservation.
I feel you staring at me and with my eyes I quickly take notice
why don’t you just ask me about my multiple sclerosis,
I’m prescribed numerous expensive medications that help me barely get by;
but I’ll never get better I’m simply trying daily to economically survive.
I read that Medical Marijuana can help me,
so I’m trying it out, but…..
Let’s not forget I’m now a low-life worthless criminal
and punishment is only what I’m told I now fairly deserve;
for aiding my body with a well-known taboo medication
helping alleviate my suffering for my own life self-preservation.
Randall Paul Prazuch
Copyright © 2011
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