Divided and dual
I'm a divi-dual
Caught in the grip
Of a habit that won't slip.
Driven to pollution
I'm slave to addiction
Lucid though I am
About the nature of the scam.
Victory is ephemeral
Against this particular animal
For tried I have—my best—
To put the poisonous weed to rest
But my brain craves more
Altered chemically at core
By the fuming fiasco:
The plant tobacco.