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Crystal Meth Poem

 

 

Considering that one of the biggest motives for Eddie's murder was so that the Yanktons could protect their criminal enterprise (which has grown substantially since 1983) I thought you might like to take a look at a Poem that came to me in email.  Considering that Meth is one of their best selling products (almost every relative is involved in some way!), thought you should see the damage from another point of view.

(For more information on Meth, go to http://www.mappsd.org/Iktomi.htm)

The poem below, btw, is in dispute as to who really wrote it and what the circumstances were.  Snopes.com has a write up on the 'various' authors.  However, the message is worth rolling around.  So, althought it may not be a true story, it is certainly representative of many true stories out there. --Cat

I give you:  Crystal Meth Poem

My Name: "Is Meth."
I destroy homes, I tear families apart.
take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold.
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found.
I live all around you - in schools and in town
I live with the rich, I live with the poor.
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think.
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods.
If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.
I have many names, but there's one you know best.
I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.
My power is awesome, try me you'll see.

But if you do, you may never break free.
Just try me once and I might let you go.
But try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie
You'll do what you have to-- just to get high.
The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms.
Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms.
You'll lie to your mother, you'll steal from your dad.
When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised.
I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
I take kids from parents, and parents from kids.
I turn people from God, and separate friends.
I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride...
I'll be with you always -- right by your side.

You'll give up everything - your family, your home.
Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give.
When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
If you try me be warned - this is no game.
If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind.
I'll own you completely,your soul will be mine.
The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed.
The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.
The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see.
I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart.
That you are mine, and we shall not part.
You'll regret that you tried me, they always do.
But you came to me, not I to you.

You knew this would happen, many times you were told.
But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
You could have said no, and just walked away.
If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
I'll be your master, you will be my slave.
I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
Now that you have met me, what will you do?
Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
I can bring you more misery than words can tell.
Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.

If you care enough, please forward this profound poem and share the deadly outcome of this drug that is killing our Young People.

 

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Iktomi Turns Into Meth
(a true story)


Iktomi is a trickster and shift changer.
He has taken on a new face of the enemy – Meth.

There was a Dakota woman who cared for three children by herself. She was overwhelmed with her work, family and financial problems. Everyday, she struggled and her heart was sad.

The trickster Iktomi shift-changed into the enemy face of the killer-drug Meth. Iktomi convinced the Dakota mother that Meth could help her work all day and night, be happier, smarter and provide better care for her family.

The Dakota woman used Meth every day; soon the drug took over her life. She became paranoid and thought her children were trying to kill her and locked herself in her closet for three days. Her sister finally broke in, wrestled her to the ground and tied her up; the mother was sent to treatment.

The mother was very sad and ill. She said that if one of her children had tried to get her out of the closet, she would have killed them.

Long ago, our Akicita [Dakota soldiers] kept watch for enemies who would raid our camps and harm our families. Now the face of the enemy has changed to drugs and alcohol. The Creator gave the Dakota the Red Road to see the real face of Iktomi as the enemy Meth. The woman asked for help and the Creator gave her wisdom and knowledge on the dangers of Meth. She beat her drug addiction and sent Meth away from her life, children and her home.


This is a true story.

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