I heard on the
radio one day that a nineteen year old girl had been found dead in one of
Sydney's public toilets. It was suspected that she had died from a drug
overdose.
The thought of
this poor unfortunate girl stayed with me and this is the poem about her and
sadly, many like her.
The 19
Year Old
You were the
apple of your Father's eye,
As you bounced
upon his knee,
You should have
stayed his little girl,
For all
eternity.
He used to tell
you tales,
Of how he'd fly
you to the moon,
But the time
for bedtime stories,
Was over and
all too soon.
Sadly, you did
not grow together,
In fact, you
grew apart,
As you slowly
tore the chunks,
Out of his soft
but hardening heart.
And then came
the inevitable,
The day of the
biggest fight,
Too proud not
to pack your bags,
You disappeared
into the night.
So you headed
for the lights of Sydney,
Attracted by
the paves of gold,
But someone so
sweet and young,
Is easy prey
for the sour and old.
The pimp he had
a charming smile,
And did numbers
with your head,
And offered you
an easy way,
To have a roof
and a bed.
He also showed
you a pinch of snow,
"Go on,
just a little up the nose",
But he knew the
well trodden track,
Where that one
sniff eventually goes.
So you were
injecting before you knew it,
And doing what
had to be done,
Taking more
than a dozen every night,
To earn the
magical one.
But today you
were given a hit,
And didn't know
it was so pure,
And now he'll
be disappointed,
He's lost such
an easy score.
And as you lay
there dying,
In a stinking
Kings Cross loo,
Who do we blame
for your death ?
And then what
should we do ?
There's the not
so humble grower,
Who nurtures
the deadly flowers,
While the Mr.
Bigs just get bigger,
Safe in their
corrupted towers.
These are the
real bastards,
They must have
sold their soul,
Pedalling
misery in our streets,
As they play
the devil's role.
Let's not blame
the politicians,
They can't all
be ignorant mugs,
But why do they
preach reform,
But are too
scared to legalize drugs ?
But these words
are too late,
For others and
especially you,
As you lay
there dying,
In that
stinking Kings Cross loo.
Your final
thought was of your Daddy,
And flying with
him to the moon,
And I wish this
wasn't the story,
Of the needle
and the silvery spoon.
Copyright
Allen Jesson :) 1997-2001
2. Time Management Tip
In previous months we have spoken
about organising your tasks into what is important and urgent. We have
also spoke about setting targets and measuring your progress against
those targets. These two tactics ensure
that you spend your time wisely and focused on the goals you set out to
achieve. If you would like to review any of
these articles the back editions can be found here:
http://www.agiftofpoetry.com/poeticlicence/back_editions.htm
At the start of this year I set two
very ambitious personal targets for the first quarter. One was to lose
10kgs and the other was to attract over 5,000 visitors per day to the site.
Well, now in the cold light of March I am PLEASED to tell you that I didn't
achieve either goal. I have only lost 5kgs and I only have about 2000
visitors per day (from about 800 per day in December). Am I disappointed?
Sure, a tiny, tiny little bit. However, I shot for the stars and I only
reached the moon.
But I still reached the moon (and
this is a big but). I am 5kgs lighter than I was and I have more than
doubled the amount of traffic to the site. The trick is to aim way high,
even if you fall way short then you will still be high (in more ways than
one).
I am going to shoot for the stars
again this quarter and I have changed quite a few things to enable me to get
a bit closer to my goal. I even have my friend Josh patiently running me up
and down the local hills. I'll let you know how I go.
3. Enjoy Life Tip
This follows quite nicely. At the
end of each day congratulate yourself on what you have achieved - do not
whip yourself for what you didn't get done. You will have another chance
tomorrow. Focus on your positive achievements.
4. Joke Of The Week - Revenge is Sweet
A man and woman are getting all snugly in bed. The
passion is heating
up,but then the lady stops and says, "I don't feel like it, I
just want
you to hold me." The guy says "WHAT??"
The lady explains that he must be in tune with her emotional needs as a
woman. Then he realises that nothing is going to happen tonight and he
might as well deal with it.
So the next day the man takes her shopping at a big department store.
He walks around and has her try on three very expensive outfits. She
can't decide which one to buy so he tells his woman to take all three
of
them. Then they go over and get matching shoes worth $200 each, then they go
to the jewellery department where she gets a set of diamond earrings. The
lady is so excited. She thinks her guy has flipped out, but she doesn't
care and goes for the tennis bracelet as well.
He says "you don't even play tennis, but OK if you like it then let's
get
it." The woman is jumping up and down she's so excited. She cannot even
believe
what is going on. She says "I'm ready to go now, lets go to
the cash
register." The man stops and says, "You know...I don't feel like
buying all this
now." The woman's face goes blank.
"I just wanted you to HOLD this stuff for a while." The look
on her face
is indescribable and she is about to explode when the guy turns around
and
says to her, "You need to be in tune with my financial needs as a
man".
5. Stress Management Tip
If you really want to eradicate
stress from your life then you need to be true to yourself and true to your
family. Being true to yourself means doing a job that you enjoy, can handle
within your capacity and one that satisfies your body, mind, heart and soul.
Try this little test: Mark
on the line with a 'X' where you think your current job is in terms of your
own personal motivation and satisfaction.
BODY
MIND
HEART
SOUL
It also means exercising and playing
regularly, eating properly and not drinking (at all if you can). Smoking is
a waste of time, as is gambling. Being true to your family is fairly simple
- it is about keeping promises and making time.
6. Finish Off With A Smile - What
Are These?
A man walks into a drug store with his 10-year old son.
They walk by the condom display and the boy asks, "What are these,
Dad?"
The man matter-of-factly replies, "Those are call condoms, son.
Men use
them to have safe sex".
"Oh," replied the boy. "Yes I've heard of that in
health class at
school."
He picks up a package of 3 and asks, "Why are there 3 in this
package?"
The Dad replies, "Those are for high-school boys. One for Friday,
one
for Saturday, and one for Sunday.
"Cool!" says the boy. He notices a 6-pack and asks,
"Then who are these
for?"
"Those are for college men", the Dad answers, "Two for
Friday, Two for
Saturday, and Two for Sunday."
"WOW!" exclaimed the boy. "Then who uses these?"
he asks, picking up a
12-pack.
With a sigh, the Dad replies, "Those are for married men. One for
January, one for Feburary, one for .........."
Footnote:
PS If you marked anywhere to
the left of centre on the body to soul line, then you might want to think
about a career change, or doing something to make your existing environment
more satisfying.
Ok - That's about the end of this
edition. I hope that you have enjoyed the read - I would love to hear from
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