Drugs of War
written by: Chasity Gaines
@ChasityAnneGai1
I beat my chest
another wailing mother
Striken with grief and worry
Screaming, “I want my son back.”
The person he was, not this
this stranger looking back at me
Through stranger’s eyes
Lost in the rage of dope
Knuckles white
Eyes as round as Mars
And set alight with thoughts
red haze of anger
A game of tug a war
We, the mothers, on one side
the beast opposite
our sons tangled in the middle
And no, it’s not your typical game
not won in one day
Nor even a week or two
it’s life or death
Chasity Gaines
I am a 35 year old mother, wife, and grandmother. I started writing as soon as I knew how to hold a pencil and form words. I always carried a little black notebook with me so when inspiration hit.
I write poetry, fantasy, and creative non-fiction. I hold a Bachelors in Creative Writing and English from Southern New Hampshire.
I finally gave up on my mundane job to become a full-time writer. I am participating in NaNoWriMo for the first year!
I love to read, write, mediate, listen to music, spend time with family, and relax at the beach.
I write poetry, fantasy, and creative non-fiction. I hold a Bachelors in Creative Writing and English from Southern New Hampshire.
I finally gave up on my mundane job to become a full-time writer. I am participating in NaNoWriMo for the first year!
I love to read, write, mediate, listen to music, spend time with family, and relax at the beach.
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