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Click hereArchie: in memoriam
Archie was a homeless addict
Lived 20 years on low grade acid
Meth and black tar took him far
To outer space with dirt in his face
The cops despised his smelly ass
They argued with him often last
week they put him in a coffin
No one misses Archie now
Only the lice in his cardboard sleeping box
Know he ever existed
Time was when Archie was a boy
Played baseball out on Indiana flatlands
At eighteen he took the bait
Impatient, no time to wait
Wore a service cap jauntily back
Spent some time in old Iraq
Shell shocked, alive, not quite sane
Seeking meds to cut the pain
He wondered here to our skid row
No blanket, no knit cap, no dough
Collected cans and bottles
to pay his daily fix
No one deserves to live a life like this
Archie's gone
No one here even remembers
Just his old Mom, back in Muncie,
who rocks on the porch
Wondering where her golden boy has gone
then discarded him like an used condom when his usefulness got over !!!?????
Pathetically heartrending story : 5-ed .........RIP Archie .....amen