Little Prince

Little Prince
You were such a healthy child, my son,
always active and on the run.
Then someone cast a spell on you
and changed you into a dragon too.
Now you breathe tobacco-fire and smoke,
always wondering why you’re ‘broke’.
You cannot run. you cannot hide
your lungs from toxins now inside.
The treasure of your health is lost
for cigarettes at any cost.
Who cast this dragon-spell on you?
Who offered you this harmful brew?
My little prince, where did you go?
My healthy child, I miss you so!
April, 2004
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