Ashante' Travis

Drug Abuse Resistance is what we teach, but isn't it ironic,

How they use and abuse you?

Isn't it crazy how they inhale all your substance?

Smoke all your stuff,

Thrive off your energy,

And depend on you to surrender your potency

Just to heighten their sense of sight

They huff and puff, and blow your house down

They kick you to the curb,

Tactlessly push you to obscene limits:

Ashtrays, trashcans, park benches

Once your purpose is served,

You are nothing more than litter on the ground