Dusk

By hedgehog1

Tue, 30 May 2017
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This poem has a special meaning for me as my wife's cousin was a Heroin Addict and died of an overdose. 

Dusk wraps the town in its dim embrace

Alleys that hide the drugs that they chase

Bottles and cans can be seen here and there

Chasing oblivion do they really care?

 

A time for reflection on the life that they lead

Looking for money for the habit they feed

Pockets turned out with nothing inside

Lies that are told can be heard as they bide

 

A night bus is seen heading out to the square

This means just food for this desperate pair

A chance for redemption a chance yes indeed

They listen for hours, but do they heed?

 

I've tried and I've tried to turn them around

The place that I run is here on safe ground

These desperate souls we're all trying to save

Two amongst many we've tried to save from the grave

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Comments

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Hi hedgehog1 and welcome to ABCtales.  It's so tough when a loved has an addiction, I'm sorry for your loss and thank you for posting this poignant poem.

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good Evening Philip,

Thank you for your comment on my poem Dusk, at twenty five and with his whole life in front of him he started taking Cannabis at the age of fifteen and graduated to Heroin and other class "A" drugs. He left a wife and two young children behind, it was indeed a tragic loss.

I hope to see you on your page.

Edward (hedgehog1)

 

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good evening Philip,

Thank you for your comment on my poem Dusk. At the age of fifteen he started smoking Cannabis and then graduated onto Heroin and other class "A" drugs. He died aged twenty five and left a wife and two small children behind.

Edward (hedgehog1)

 

Submitted by jolono on

Hi Hedgehog1 and a big warm welcome to the site. Your poem highlights the problems we all face from day to day. Not just the addicts but the people who try so desperately to help. Keep posting.

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good evening jolono,

Thank you for your comments on my poem Dusk. Cannabis first and then on to class "A" drugs, such a waste of life. He left behind a wife and two children.

I hope to see you on your page

Edward (hedgehog1)

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good evening Jolono,

Thank you for your comment on my poem Dusk. He died aged twenty five and left a wife and two small children.

Edwrad (hedgehog1)

 

Submitted by Ladylily on

Good write my friend.Relaid well to the reader how disrupted and sorrow it produces, not just for the addict (I'm sure he tried his best to beat the addiction) but, for many. As Broken hearts ripple through his family, friends, which changes their life forever also. Very good discriptive piece Edward, written with compassion. Written expertly, and as always fantastic rhyme. Steve and I have had first class experience of  pain, suffering of a situation like this.         Your poetry is being born Edward. Xx

LadyLily

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good morning Ladylily,

Thank you for those kind comments. 

As you know pain and suffering can come in many forms and drug addiction is just but one which can be overcome in time if the addict really wants to succeed Unfortunately Raef was not able to come to terms with his addiction and at 25 he lost his fight

Edward (hedgehog1)