The prisons are built, for the poor and benign.
Through life’s ellipses
Pay it forward
Till the balance is backwards.
Slow motion car crash,
But denied by its victim.
You’re not leaving the house,
Looking like that.
The past has not passed;
With present danger does it lurk.
Hold up a mirror,
Question your stance
Smoking causes strokes and disability,
Like half the pills you dish out willingly.
Hear as I softly and ever so sweetly
Convince you to sign this dark treaty.