Pride

Oh, the woes of a man in need
To quell his desires, to succumb, and proceed
For a boon to his hardness, he ventured forth
And found Viagra, that miracle for growth

A pill to split a man in two
One side elated, the other subdued
For erections long and hard, it gave
But alas, a warning, he did not crave

For troubles lurked beneath the veil
Of a side effect that made him wail
A monster arose, persistent and painful
A curse, known as Priapism, so disdainful

His manhood was now a burden to bear
As he sought solace, for the pain to bear
Oh, the irony of his quest for pleasure
Now a nightmare, a continuous measure

So let this be a lesson learnt
A warning for all to never be burnt
By the fire of desire and pills unknown
The cost of pleasure can be overblown.

Steve Halstead.

Playthings Of The Gods.

Playthings of the gods,
Once, we danced at their whims,
Lost to their desires.

Toys we then became,
Others claimed divine power,
Controlled our movements.

No progress we made,
Trapped in an endless cycle,
Gilded but tethered.

Steve Halstead.