R U Ready?

by G.I.R.L.

To my Mom

I sit closely by the telephone and listen

silent by the door wait still for the 

postman, tears in my eyes and hate in my

heart you never made promises because we

both know those you could not keep with 

me anyway but the drug dealers they knew you

well, oh and Mr. and Mrs. White they knew you 

by first name they adopted you as their own

and your name became cocaine your body 

always in pain you couldn't feel it because

you had no brain just a stem like the one

you smoked,there was no hope I prayed to God 

let her get well but Mr. and Mrs. White 

kept you in Jail but where were they when 

your body got frail oh they bailed and left

you bound for hell your body turning cold I 

guess Ms. cocaine ain't so bold now she is worried

about her soul judgements near R U Ready? 

R U Ready? by G.I.R.L.

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