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Quit Smoking
‘Quit Smoking’
Below the earthen floor
Beyond the walls of stone
Deep in the earth
Past the place where spirits moan
Through the cobbled gates of hell
Past the devils and demons
Into the empty nether well
Past the guardian daemon
Into the endless void of evil
Through the wall of death
Inside the prison of ultimate darkness
There stirs a memory of an unpaid debt
And as you cast your searching gaze
Something catches your eye
A glimmer of light in the darkness
An insignificant fly
Yet something is odd about that little light
The darkness around it is dark
And no heat comes from the light
A twisting turning spark
And it speaks of death
And it speaks of a wanting
It speaks of countless opportunities
As if it was in a haunting
But beneath that sad surface of loss
There is a rolling frothing fire
Straining to get out from its prison
An anger that will never tire
And as in still thought we stood
The orb pulsated and flamed
Then burst in an explosion of light
And a figure burst forth, untamed
With eyes of flame and claws of steel
With wings of darkness and teeth of flame
A mighty beast burst forth
A spirit incapable of shame
It was an incarnate of pure evil
The apocalypse simply put
A beast of death and emptiness
A form of destruction in a body of soot
“I’m free, free at last!” The creature roared
And with a turn of its deep black head
The pits in its head were focused on you
And you were overcome with a sense of dread
Your hand searched your scabbard
Feeling for your sword
And with a flash you found your hilt
All feelings of fear ignored
With a flash of steel and crimson gold
Your weapon was by your side
The only thing you had to fight this darkness
Your single oafish pride
And with heart in your hands
And hands on your weapon
You faced off with this mighty beast
This creature of poisonous venom
And fro and away with a running start
You leapt up to meet the beast
And fought with all your heart
And as you went through his energy decreased
Until finally you got a hit
And you felt him shudder
Then you struck again and finished him off with another
Victory you felt soaring through your wings
And true joy came over you
A feeling that had been long forgotten
A feeling that would come to only a few
Don’t succumb to the beast, quit smoking!
My grand father died from lung cancer due to smoking and having seen several teens addicted to smoking, I strongly feel that teens should not smoke. This is the poem to increase awareness on dangers of smoking