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King heroin

Discussion in 'Opiate addiction' started by F.U.B.A.R, Nov 18, 2008.

  1. F.U.B.A.R

    F.U.B.A.R Silver Member

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    39 y/o Male
    I came to this country without a passport
    Ever since then I've been hunted and sought
    My little white grains are nothing but waste
    Soft and deadly, and bitter to taste
    But I'm a world of power and all know it's true
    Use me once and you'll know it, too
    I can make a mere schoolboy forget his books
    I can make a world-famous beauty neglect her looks
    I can make a good man forsake his wife
    Send a greedy man to prison for the rest of his life
    I can make a man forsake his country and flag
    Make a girl sell her body for a five-dollar bag
    Some think my adventure's a joy and a thriller
    But I'll put a gun in your hand and make you a killer
    In cellophane bags I've found my way
    To heads of state, to children at play
    I'm financed in China, Ran in Japan
    I'm respected in Turkey and I'm legal in Siam
    I take my addicts and make 'em steal, borrow, beg
    Then they search for a vein in the arm or the leg
    So be you Italian, Jewish, Black, or Mex
    I can make the most virile of men forget their sex
    So now... So now, my man, you must... You know, do your best
    To keep up your habit until your arrest
    Now the police have taken you from under my wing
    Do you think they dare defy me? I, who am king?
    Now, you must lie in that county jail
    Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
    So squirm with discomfort, wiggle and cough
    Six days of madness and you might throw me off
    Curse me in name, defy me in speech
    But you'd pick me up right now if I were in your reach
    All through your sentence you've become resolved to your fate
    Fear not, young man or woman... I'll be waiting at the gate
    And don't be afraid, don't run... I'll not chase
    Sure, my name is Heroin and you'll be back for a taste
    Behold! You're hooked
    Your foot is in the stirrup
    And make haste, mount the steed, and ride him well
    For the white horse of heroin will ride you to Hell

    To Hell
    Will ride you to Hell until you are dead
    Dead, brother... Dead!
    This is a revolution of the mind
    Get your mind together
    And get away from drugs!
    That's a demand.

    never a true word
    James Brown
    Last edited: Nov 18, 2008
  2. robin_himself

    robin_himself Newbie

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    I guess you posted this in the wrong forum. That aside, good job man! I enjoyed reading it. Nice perspective.
  3. ThirdEyeFloond

    ThirdEyeFloond Platinum Member & Advisor

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    Perhaps it would be appropriate mentioning that it is the lyrics from a James Brown song. It reminded SWIM somewhat of a poem about cocaine heavily inspired by "King Heroin" that he saw posted on a shop door somewhere in Brixton while waiting for a dealer making some phone calls at a nearby phone booth:


    Beware my friend, my name is Cocaine.,
    Iv caused this World a lot of Pain.
    They have nick named me Coke for short.
    I entered this country without a passport.
    Remember my friend, my name is Big-C,
    Some call me with pride, The White Lady.
    I've been hunted and sought just for kicks,
    By junkies and pushers who need a quick fix,
    I'm more valued than Diamonds, cost more than Gold.
    Use me just once, and you too will be sold!

    I'll make a school boy forget his books,
    a beauty queen neglect her looks,
    I'll take a great speaker and make him a bore,
    take away your mama and make her a whore,
    I'll make a preacher not want to preach.
    Make a teacher forget just how to teach,
    All kinds of people are under my wing,
    Have fallen victom to my deadly sting.

    I've got daughters turning on their mothers,
    got sisters robbing from their brothers,
    I've got people selling their house,
    even husbands pimping their spouse.
    I'm the King of crime, the Prince of destruction,
    I'll cause your body to suddenly malfunction,
    I'll make your new-born to already be hooked,
    turn an honest man into a crook.
    Make you rob, steal and kill,
    When you're under my power you have no will.

    I've destroyed Actors, Athletes, and some of your friends
    I'm a bad habit, too tough for the strongest of men.
    Yeah, I'm raising Hell all over the earth,
    I've gained a lot of power since my bearth,
    I've got them standing on corners yelling, "Got Rock",
    Make it where stabbing and shooting are common on the block.

    Well, Now you know, what will you do ?
    Remember my friend it's all up to you.
    If you jump in the Saddle and ride me well,
    I'll take you one place, that's straight to HELL!!

    Author: T.G.Truman "1987"
    Last edited: Nov 18, 2008
  4. F.U.B.A.R

    F.U.B.A.R Silver Member

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    39 y/o Male
    Reality is a crutch for people who can't handle drugs.
  5. johnthenothing

    johnthenothing Newbie

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    29 y/o Male from U.S.A.
    This poem has been written before. I tried posting links but it won't let me so i'll just copy and paste, if you would like the links please PM me
    I am also asking a mod to edit the first post in the topic due to plagiarism

    So now, little man, you've grown tired of grass
    LSD, goofballs, cocaine and hash,
    and someone, pretending to be a true friend,
    said, "I'll introduce you to Miss Heroin."

    Well honey, before you start fooling with me,
    just let me inform you of how it will be.

    For I will seduce you and make you my slave,
    I've sent men much stronger than you to their graves.
    You think you could never become a disgrace,
    and end up addicted to Poppy seed waste.

    So you'll start inhaling me one afternoon,
    you'll take me into your arms very soon.
    And once I've entered deep down in your veins,
    The craving will nearly drive you insane.

    You'll swindle your mother and just for a buck.
    You'll turn into something vile and corrupt.
    You'll mug and you'll steal for my narcotic charm,
    and feel contentment when I'm in your arms.

    The day, when you realize the monster you've grown,
    you'll solemnly swear to leave me alone.
    If you think you've got that mystical knack,
    then sweetie, just try getting me off your back.

    The vomit, the cramps, your gut tied in knots.
    The jangling nerves screaming for one more shot.
    The hot chills and cold sweats, withdrawal pains,
    can only be saved by my little white grains.

    There's no other way, and there's no need to look,
    for deep down inside you know you are hooked.
    You'll desperately run to the pushers and then,
    you'll welcome me back to your arms once again.

    And you will return just as I foretold!
    I know that you'll give me your body and soul.
    You'll give up your morals, your conscience, your heart.
    And you will be mine until, "Death Do Us Part"
    Notice the second poem, then read this topic's poem.


    Behold my friend i am Heroin...known to all as the destroyer of man.
    From where i come nobody knows..far away where the poppies grow.
    I came into this country without getting caught, and now everyday i am hunted and sought.
    Whole nations have gathered to plan my destruction..they call me a breeder of crime and corruption.
    I am more deadly then whiskey, more deadly then wine..hence i am known as the scourge of mankind.
    I come in a powder thats nothing but waste, i look soft and fluffy, but im bitter to the taste.
    I am brown, I am white..but deadly to use..but once your addicted i really abuse.
    I have friends in thailand, iraq, and iran. I am welcome in Turkey, and have been to Japan.
    In cellophane wraps i soon make my way to men in their offices, and kids at play.
    From heads of state to the lowest of scum..i give you my word they'll be under my thumb.
    I will take a richman and make him poor..i'll take a virgin and make her a whore.
    I will make you lie,steal,borrow,and beg.
    You will search for a vein in your arm or leg.
    I will make you selfish and fill you with greed..regaurdless of color,religon, or creed.
    My gift is an illusion, my blessing is fake, death and destruction follow my wake.
    I am the kiss of death to all i touch..i start as a gift and end as a crutch.
    My friends are many,but im loyal to none..i come to destroy then my work is done.
    Foolish men think im meerly a toy, wise men know i only destroy.
    Run from me if you like..i never chase,but sooner or later you'll resturn for my taste.
    Once in your bloodstream you will think im not mean..you'll praise me a master as you nod in my dream.
    You have heard my warnings but will not take heed, put your foot in the stirrup and mount this great steed.
    Get right in the saddle and hold on real well..for the great horse of heroin will take you straight to hell.~copyrighted 2003. Written by me (G.S)

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  6. Micklemouse

    Micklemouse Platinum Member & Advisor

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    Male from U.K.
    As stated in the original & subsequent posts, the original post is a James Brown song from 1972, & credit is given


    The cocaine poem by Tom Truman was written it seems in 1987 & published online in 2001.

    For something to be plagiarism it has to be written after the alleged original, & faithfully copy significant amounts of text, not just follow similar themes or have a similar cadence.

    Edit - a bit more digging shows the poem allegedly copyrighted to GS pops up all over the place. In fact it has already been called out as plagiarism itself on the forum you attempted to link to earlier & is found as credited to (amongst others) Andea Stokes in 2000 on http://www.childsuicide.org/whitehorse.html. GS was Andrea's brother
    Last edited: Sep 19, 2011
  7. fatalxsunrider43

    fatalxsunrider43 Silver Member

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    Apr 28, 2011
    59 y/o Male from U.S.A.
    Wow, some really nice poetry work. Looks like alot of thought and work went into each one of these fine works.
    IMHO.....An unbenign king is probably not a king.
    Maybe an oppressor. There is only one king. l

    Last edited: Sep 19, 2011