Opioid crisis

Doctors must stop giving them out for pain

I’m a drug addict
My dealer is known
He’s a consultant
And he’s not alone

They’re giving out drugs
As if they are sweets
Saves us getting them
By working the streets

You wouldn’t know it
From looking at me
I’ve no needle marks
I seem quite carefree

Except when I’ve none
Then I go quite mad
That’s when you would see
My life is just sad

I take Fentanyl
Prince died of that drug
Opioid crisis
Yet GPs are still smug