I used to see my father use you
I wanted to see your point of view
But I was warned not to use you.
Finally, I went to school
Away from my father’s surveillance
You became my friend, a daily drug.
My once erudite mind started wasting
When you introduced me to your friends
Khat, Bhang, and even cocaine.
I was ousted from school
My dreams went down the drain
I felt guilty, I knew I had been granted failure.
Now, I cry
I will be your prisoner until when?
Will you let me go?
I know I will win
My favorite part is you
But I promise to leave you alone!
