Are You Crazy?

Not have another cigarette, you surely must be jesting
It is my sense of humour that you can only be testing
You obviously don't realise that without them I cannot function
I must have them before breakfast, after dinner and after luncheon

I must have them when I'm anxious and have them when relaxed
I must have them when I'm on the phone and when I smell a rat
I must have them when I concentrate and have them when I rest
I must have them watching television and have them on a quest

I must have them in the daylight and have them when night falls
I must have them when a short time passes or even no time passing at all
I must have them when I see them or when they're out of sight
I must have them first thing in the morning and the very last thing at night

I must have them when I'm talking and have them when I'm breathing
I must have them when I'm walking and have them when I'm sneezing
Do you understand what I am trying to tell you?
I must have them

(Sydney, Australia - 2003)

by Alessandra Liverani

Comments (3)

its a sweet and meaningful poem 10/10
Good poem about the addiction to smokes. I had a friend who was having a heart attack and lit up a cigarette while waiting for the paramedics. That is the insanity of addiction. Thanks for the truth of this poem. Sincerely, Connie Webb
I must have them when I see them or when they're out of sight I must have them first thing in the morning and the very last thing at night This day I find a good message, really I searched for it, each poem of you make us great messages, poem is really make a great avathar for me I really grateful for you, dear Alessandra sincerely thampi