​I see newer monkies, 

Pulling kids to the floor,

Turning them into junkies, 

Banging heads through doors. 

I see kids stumble, mumbling,

How did this happen? 

Parents are grumbling, 

Blaming T.V and rappin’

The substance strips souls, 

Beats them into the dirt, 

Slipping through holes, 

Where they can’t feel the hurt. 

These kids feeling lost, 

Like they’ve grown up in public, 

Their ‘fun’ comes at a cost, 

In this Junkie Republic. 

Kevin Brown © 20.08.2016

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