Romance, that loves to nod and sing
with a burning throat and broken wing
Once taught me a song so dry and black
It chose my words in an attack
with a most fierce ******, pronounced and sung
on Rialto bridge with water in my lungs

Romance, that kissed goodbye at the foot of my bed
long ago lay with me and kissed my head.
With a written word, ill leave this world
amongst laments of love lost, to be with the birds.
As wind evanescences it disappears completely
and ill sing no more, this song, so sweetly.

Keep pushing the poison
To public consumption
Keep profiting off of
Disabling function
Of bodies succumbing
To numb effervescences
Wrapped in a blanket
Of bliss evanescences
Upping the dosages
Potencies hitting
Prescribed by the bought and sold
Doctors submitting
To fraudulent Pharma
Cartels cashin’ in
On the overdose ghosts
Of a future stolen
But why stop
When revival
Is one call away
And survival
Is free
For those willing to pay
For the privatized antidote
Prices arise
Just as quick as they fall
For the sweet street surprise