He died alone, in prison
Buried very nearby
A cancer that overlook
Wrought by drugs illicit
Chemicals toxic to man
Ingested with purpose
His family could not come
Denied by regulation
His mother died
Then his father too
Left then soley on
His older brother
To carry guilt lifelong
For another's decision
A small one long ago
Of great consequence
Those things that change
Of such little regard
Paths leading to doom
Ones we know well
Results remain the same
Narcotics are chains
Trailing to a cramped cell
A cold, lonely grave