Last night I had a dream,
That was truly a nightmare!
Because we were being attacked,
And all was unaware!

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And in my dream I was taken,
To the enemy leaders room,
But no-one could see me,
For I was in spirit I presume!

~~~*^$^*~~~

So I sat there amongst them,
Listening to their plan,
It was the leader talking,
Only a twenty year old man!

~~~*^$^*~~~

He said: I have you here to tell you,
The plans I have for war,
And it’s not going to be with Bombs,
That way we don’t seem to score!

~~~*^$^*~~~

We’re going to attack the youngsters,
The younger they are the better,
Send men on the streets to mix with them,
Following instructions to the letter!

~~~*^$^*~~~

They must make friends, gain confidence,
And never must they be smug,
Then they must start to ply them all
With every kind of drug!

~~~*^$^*~~~

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What I want to see when I’m forty
When we move in twenty years time,
Is a land full of addicts!
Causing chaos and crime!

~~~*^$^*~~~

Then their forces will be weakened,
While ours are clean and strong,
That’s when we will take over,
To rule where we belong!

~~~*^$^*~~~

I have given this a lot of thought,
This way we’ll weaken the enemy,
And they’ll attack themselves as well,
By spreading more drugs for me!

~~~*^$^*~~~

Now the best way for us to do it,
Is to not be in a rush,
In fact we can almost give it away,
So more will snuff and push!

~~~*^$^*~~~

With that he sent his troops out,
All laughing at his plan,
I looked into his eyes and saw,
The Devil not a man!

~~~*^$^*~~~

In my dream I ran around,
Trying to tell leaders everywhere,
I told the teachers in the schools,
But no-one seemed to care!

~~~*^$^*~~~

They all thought me a mad woman,
But I never stopped trying,
Till I woke up through exhaustion,
And distraught with crying,

~~~*^$^*~~~

Well! It might have been a nightmare,
Or a vision I don’t know,
But I do know we must try harder,
To stop this trafficking flow!

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