Monday, 11 July 2016


Sip me up like premium Scottish whisky, 
Smoke me up, like a Goldflake cigarette,
Inject it up, Oh sweet blood, brown heroin,
Sniff my skin, my pores so rich in cocaine,
Mess around lose your mind, get addicted,
Darling, my pleasure being your drug lord.

"Drug Lord"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha


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