I had gotten an urgent call from my doctor
to come immediately
He just got the results of the MRI
and the tissue sample biopsy.
I’ve been coughing a lot the doctor and my wife both say,
“The smoking must stop!”
I said “Doc, give up smoking?
“You have to be joking!
To which the doctor replied: “Smoking is a deadly habit.”
“You said you could handle it, so go ahead and quit.”
My answer was: “I can cut down on cigarettes, but I can’t stop,
I can’t get by without it!”
Yeah, yeah, I know it is a deadly habit.
But I’ll keep buying my smokes
until it leaves me broke
no matter what the price
I won’t think twice
Nicotine makes me a little sick
I’ve said I could handle it, but I still can’t quit,
I lack the strength, the power to resist it!”
It all started with a couple of long drags
then the cigarette habit crept up on me,
You know, the stresses of the day,
the frustrations with people, the urge got a hold of me!”
Sure when I was fourteen years old and full of spirit
smoking made me look cool, tough and manly
Now forty years later, nicotine addiction
has become toxic, costly and ugly
I know the more I smoke my lungs will decay
So I guess I won’t live to see another birthday.
That damn Nicotine!
Not only does my body crave it
But I can’t stop thinking about it!
I’ve done all that I can do,
believe it or not, it’s true
So ditching this smoking addiction won’t be easy for me to do
because I have become this habit’s slave
Which I know will send me to my grave.
Yeah, it’s my choice, my body, to do as I please
and I know this will eventually lead to heart disease.
Somehow this may seem dumb to you,
So don’t concern yourself with what I choose to do
There’s just no use
Why try to make an excuse?
Cutting back on smoking will feel terrible
The side-effects unbearable
I’m always irritable, anxious, and shaky.
Even my head is confused and crazy
I’m not a stranger to the miseries of addiction
which only adds to my present affliction
tobacco smoke makes my hair and clothing stink
I can’t even get a girl to wink
I keep my lips closed because I hate to show my yellow teeth.
My wife says my breath smells, and my skin reeks
She complains about the smell in the house and walls feeling tacky
Her persistent nagging is driving me wacky
So the doctor finally interrupted: “To begin, let me say,
At the risk of repetition,”
So I said,”Hey Doc, Have you found
a cure for my sweet addiction?”
Responding He said, “Billy, don’t be so sarcastic
Your condition is severely drastic
the results of the MRI and biopsy tissue
has confirmed that you will soon die,
Here are the images that don’t lie.
You have advanced Lung and throat cancer,
and it’s metastasizing
It will end your life in a manner
that is painfully agonizing
I’m sure your children have already witnessed
your panic of increasing breathlessness
brought about by your disregard and recklessness
Upon hearing the news, I was stunned with disbelief
is this the only answer to my finding relief?
My head began to swim,
my forehead covered in cold perspiration
Don’t know how long I stood frozen
after hearing this sudden affirmation.
Then I said “Doc, that scared me, and when I’m scared
I need a smoke
I’ve got the shakes now, making me cough
And it’s making me choke.’
The Doctor added:”I warned you Billy,
time and time again
You refused to listen, and you refused to bend
You argue against everything I have to say
Just to prove a point in getting your way.
I looked at him and without a word
I walked out the door
I just wasn’t in the mood
to listen to anything more
He said, “I am going to die, I know
I’ve made everyone pissed
So leaving my wife and children alone
I guess I won’t be missed
I got into bed and had my usual nicotine fit,
hands trembling, got my cigarette lit
Taking a deep drag, I began to choke
Coughing and spitting blood is all I do
’till the day I croak
At that moment, my wife walked in
all red-faced and fumed
With a fiery rage, she seemed consumed
“Billy are you deaf?”
“Didn’t you hear a word
what the doctor said
if you smoked, you would be dead?
Shut the hell up woman, get real
it’s too late to change
what death has already sealed
I cover my head to muffle
the coughing sound
Hoping the kids don’t hear me
or are around
Each breath is becoming harder
for me to take
So afraid to sleep,
I sit up at night awake.
I ‘m feeling scared as I see
a stone with my name on it
It is a nightmare, this unhealthy habit.
Each time I cough, there’s unbearable pain
in my throat and lungs
injected with morphine; I’m not aware
when death comes
I have lived too long;
come, sweet death, please end
Death is the kind of end I can only comprehend.
Mockingly, says Death, “The delusional words of the helpless,
on my ears befell.”
Nicotine, My Hunter, your bite has served Me well!”