Poem Hunter
AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


Poem By Aram Stefanian

On your way to Hades you meet a hobbit with a two-arm habit
Who says, ''Another good bang in the arm can't cause harm.
Take my hit spike and shoot a load before you hit the road.
You smelled the stuff and faced the last roundup with a laugh.'''
''D'ya mean I took an O.D. and snuffed it? '' you wonder,
''Why then can I feel my ticker beating? I still see and hear.
And why should I trust a junk freak telling me I'm six feet under?
I am alive and kicking the habit. Now, get the hell out of here! ''
Somewhere up there, the strict unfaltering judges thought hard
And finally made the decision to give you the second chance.
While both angels and demons were watching a glowing shard
Slipping quickly out of the dark tunnel, they fell into a trance.

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