Crack cocaine whose cracked my dear
Torture chambers spreading fear
Ugliness of stealth and pain
Why on earth would you not refrain
From what is clearly frightening stuff
Just hearing about it is enough
These are innocent lives they are
Imagining why you want to scar
Such angels, sleeping must get rough
I mean to say why make it tough
For little souls who have done no wrong
They in honesty do not belong
anywhere near you