Last Cigarette

by skynerraw   May 19, 2007


The first time I saw you
I wanted to cry
What would I do
If you got lung cancer and began to die

I hear you coughing out you guts
I "hear" your lungs turn black
I would have to be nuts
To try and smoke a pack

Go ahead give yourself lung cancer
I know you're looking for freedom
But mom, thats not the answer

You must know what your doing
You're to addicted to stop
I'm not the only one thats booing
Wow, you talk like a cop

You're always telling me not to smoke
You're such a hypocrite
Are you trying to make us go broke?
As you smoke your cigarette

So mom, before I scream out loud
Don't be a hypocrite
Make me proud
And claim that your last cigarette

*-Sky-*

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  • 17 years ago

    by CHOKE

    I hate cancer sticks
    i just want to crush every single one
    and like murder all of the people that make them
    maybe one day they will ban them
    5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by Connor

    Does ur mom really smoke? lol. 5/5 i like it!...........A-M-A-Z-I-N-G....hehe! mauh
    connor------------

  • 17 years ago

    by Ray Blue

    Great poem!

    Smoking is bad. I liked your poem. 5/5.

    Ray

  • 17 years ago

    by Jesse

    I know the feeling. only its my sister and i watched my pap die from smoking. hope everything works out

  • 17 years ago

    by Melpomene

    I liked this i found the emotions to be powerful throughout it and the words strong and deep. The title caught my eye and kpt me interested. Well done with this i enjoyed it alot~mel