Take My HandA Poem by Michael WrightI am an alcoholic and addict. The rise of deaths for Heroin is something never seen before. Just something that has been bugging me over the last week of the number people lost to a dreadful disease.Once again I see a report of another one gone. No not to just any disease, a worst one of all. A needle pricked them to an ending. The voices of the disease called upon them. They called another only to another place. NO prays to save them. Only the tears that pool into sorrow. All the many wonder why did they die. I, for one, did not hear that call. That voice of “evil”, I reject that call. But for the addict I will heed the call. Alone you cannot overcome and shall lose. Reach for the hand held out for you! Look up and see all those hands reaching out. Please come take me hand! © 2015 Michael WrightReviews
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2 Reviews Added on June 2, 2015 Last Updated on June 2, 2015 AuthorMichael WrightSpringfield, MAAboutI am 50, single Retired, I am a novice to this writing world. I am learning each day. I do not share all my writing with you. I look forward to chatting with many of you. I will only review writin.. more..Writing
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