By Terry Stewart

How does it feel

when you first try crack

no fears of addiction

just some spent greenbacks?

How does it feel

when you sneak ‘round about,

do you ever fear that

you might get found out?

How does it feel

as the master manipulator

when you can lie at will

and make them an enabler?

How does it feel

to be caught in your lies

are you ashamed, do you run,

or do you just go get high?

How does it feel

when you lose all your money

when you lose your last job

when you lose your best honey?

How does it feel

when you’re out on the street

are you clean, are you hungry

or does crack veil it’s deceit?

How does it feel

to take advantage of your friends

when you steal from your house

do you care how it ends?

How does it feel

when arrested the first time

is this your wakeup call

or did you not do the crime? 

 How does it feel

when you are back on the street

and you finally realize that

crack has you beat?

How does it feel

when you don’t care anymore

when you can do what you want

when you rob your first store?

How does it feel

when you get arrested for real

when you face 5 - 10

unless you appeal?

How does it feel

when you need those your hurt

to bankrupt their finances

while you lie and subvert?

How does it feel

to be left there alone

no visits, no money

you can’t even phone home?

How does it feel

to be free of crack…

or don’t you know that?

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