The title of the poem is "Heroin".At first it makes you feel so great,In fact, it gets you in quite a state.But the enjoyable buzz sticks in your mindSo you can then kiss your life behind.Three years I wasted on the stuff,Smoking then injecting, oh what a rush.I admit there is no better feeling,But it's easy to get into the everyday dealing.Up at nine for the shops to open,To make enough money to know you'll be coping.But that's just the first hit of the day,The last will be after the sun goes away.Taking smack is a 24-hour occupation And I promise it will lead to total devastation.Your only care is your next hit,Or you know you're going to be very unfit.When I say unfit, I mean desperately illAnd nothing takes that pain away—no medicine...