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I walk through the tunnel of death

Fritz Hamilton

    I walk through the tunnel of death & find, among the piles of writhing bones, a hypodermic needle full of blood & smack. The bones are weeping & screaming.
    “Do you take credit for all of this?” I say to the prick.
    “Indeed I do,” he says, “this & much more. This is just one among many drug outlets in America. They’re needed in order to maintain our habit. No nation more than the U.S.A. finds it necessary to turn off life in order to numb the pain.”
    “But, prick, you must take responsibility.”
    “Perhaps, but if not me, somebody else would be sticking it to you & your children. It’s your God. You need it. You kill & die to get it.”
    “So what are we to do?”
    “There’s nothing you can do. It’s what you need to function. It’s as necessary as prostitution & the Catholic Church.”
    “I did see the priest molesting one of the kindergarteners in St Dick’s yesterday.”
    “Yes, & he injected the child with morphine first in order to relieve his pain. After the kid gets to like it, he’ll probably become a bishop. Then after his usefulness is over, he’ll be found here, in the tunnel of death.”
    “That’s horrible, you prick!”
    “Would you like a hit of my juice? Then you can go back to your corporation & make a profit killing people. Maybe you’ll rise to the top & be Mr America.”
    “O shoot me up! Hit me! Please! PLEASE!”



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