Softly We Die Poem by Gabriel SimpsonLaw

Self medication needs dedication
Only the brave can never be saved
From self infliction of their addiction
To their own choices they are enslaved
Laugh they at danger, and fear’s but a stranger
Youth disappears when a hard game is played

Would we but heed the clarion call - and listen - the
End’s fast approaching us all

Devine intervention or legal prevention?
Is there a glimmer of hope for the brave?
Everyone knows it that jacks it or blows it -
everyone knows that it leads to the grave