Fwd: RE: [QUAD-L] Fw: Poem written by a meth addict--Scary, isn't it?

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--- Begin Message ---          Yes Susan,
crystal meth,better known as Ice or Shabu or w/e other name
they like to dress it with is really doing damage on todays society,
young or older generation(move over Heroin).Here in Australia it has
become a growing problem hence,why i replied to this e-mail.Apparently,
(so i was told by a family member) just south of Sydney, Australia the government are preparing a colony for (get this) the year 2020 to house meth amph addicts.They say they will be so far gone (mentally) that they will need to be housed,and i assume,cared for.
                                                   Rob.





Susan Johnson <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> wrote:
It is such a frightening situation these days.  Keep your doors locked!  I live in Tempe Az, in a nice neighborhood, and at 4:15 in the afternoon meth kids walked right into our house while my husband, two year old, one year old and I were home.  They grabbed the keys to our SUV and took off.  All I can think is thank G they found keys.
 
The police and insurance have repeatedly told us that this is the world we live in now, that meth kids are fearless and desperate.  They can trade almost anything they steal for drugs.  The meth houses, where they can trade, will tell them of areas where people are lax with garage doors and such.
 
It’s so frightening, but just keep them away by keeping everything locked, even if you’re checking your mail.  The police(men/women) said they don’t keep their garage doors open for more than just parking and lock the doors right behind themselves.
 
Like I said, thank G they got the car.  I was just a few steps away with my almost one year old and sh! utter to think what could have happened.
 
Since this occurred a few weeks ago I have heard of 6 instances in my neighborhood alone where this had happened.  Our adjoining neighborhood (which is gated and has almost million $ houses) has had the same crime rate.  I don’t think it matters where you live.
 
I’m not trying to ! be dramatic, I just feel it is so important when we learn these things that we pass on the information.  Meth is evil to the poor people who try it and it can change how everyone lives.
 
Just keep your doors locked!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
On a higher note, I love this website.  I have learned so much about my fathers condition – thanks to all of you!!!
 
Daughter of Jerry - C3/C4 incomplete – 10/5/2004
 
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Subject: [QUAD-L] Fw: Poem written by a meth addict--Scary, isn't it?
 
 
Subject: Fw: Poem written by a meth addict--Scary, isn't it?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This was written by a young Native American` girl who was in jail for drug charges, and was addicted to meth.  As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound poem. She was released from jail! , but, true to her story, the drug owned her. They found her dead not long after, with the needle still in her arm.

My Name: "Is Meth"
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
I live all around you - in schools and in town
I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.
I have many names, but there's one you know best,
I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.
My power is awesome; try me you'll see,
But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go,
But ! try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,
You do what you have to -- just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms
Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms,
your lungs your nose.
You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad,
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,
I turn people from God, and separate friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks ! and your pride,
I'll be with you always -- right by your side.
You'll give up everything - your family, your home,
Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned - this is no game,
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind,
I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed,
The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see,
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart,
That you are mine, and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me, they always do,
But you came to me, not I to you.
You knew this would happen, many times you were told,
But you challen! ged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away,
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I'll be your master, you will be my slave,
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell,
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.


If you care enough, please forward this profound poem and share the deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our young people & even our old.

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