by Raymond Nat Turner
There will be no replay of 2008’s greatest hits, but the reflux is debilitating in the extreme – for those who got hooked on Hopium.
Hooked On Hopium
by Raymond Nat Turner
*Look at the people –
I know you’re wonderin’ what they’re doin’
Crawlin’ ‘round the marble
Floors lookin’ for his
Feet, and the fire be-
Longing to Boeing,
And the other Big
Boys, Negroz have hit
Rock bottom, powerless
To admit they are
Addicts who will lie,
Steal, leave their babies
And homes in hands of
The Hope Man— even
Act as accessories
To murder— ever
Since that first hit, ’08.
*“Look at the people—
I know you’re wonderin’ what they’re doin’
They’re just standin’ there…
Caught up in the rap-
Ture of Hopium’s
Side effects:
Stupor, paralysis,
Heart palpitations,
Ringing ears, dry mouths,
Slurred speech, confused thinking,
Hallucinations,
Delusional, schizophrenic,
Suicidal behavior…
If symptoms persist,
Longer than 4 years,
Negroz must consult
Mental health professionals
Immediately and avoid
Operating heavy equipment,
Like tanks, helicopters,
Aircraft carriers,
Armored personnel
Carriers, or drones…
(*Based on Bobby Blue Bland’s Blues classic “I Pity The Fool”)
Raymond Nat Turner @ 2012 All Rights Reserved
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