My generation just might
have been lucky. I had a drug problem when I was young, but I turned out
all right.
I was drug to church on Sunday
morning.
I was drug to church for
wedding and funerals.
I was drug to family
reunions no matter the weather.
I was drug to the bus
stop to go to school every weekday.
I was drug by my ears when
I was disrespectful to adults and teachers.
I was also drug to the woodshed
when I disobeyed my parents.
Those drugs are still in
my veins; and they affect my behavior in everything I do, say, and
think. They are stronger than cocaine, crack, or heroin, and if today's
children had this kind of drug problem, America might be a better
place.
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