Narcotic fools are thieves
They blame everything on their misery
Rivals don’t have anything to say
Their only language is violence
On the other side
No one reached out to them
In times when they needed help
Society does not seem to offer them what they need
The future looks foggy
In fact
They and relatives face humiliations
Their characters were assassinated
Religion does not seem to offer them a good life either
They feel deceived by their beloved god
The time comes
They turn to drugs
They turn to crime
To gain toughness and respect
Narcotics are their only way to survive
Killings are their ways to express anger
There is no justification in what they’re doing
Taking someone else’s life is wrong
They need to deal with the consequences of their actions
In that world
You remain silent
For ever
Stop crime
Stop narcotics
Reach out to the hurting
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