This poem is about how the society abuses the feelings of someones who's addicted to something. Even I do that. But I think theese people need help. Help which I'm not able to give, because sometimes the society needs to be protected from those who are that addicted.
They damage the working of a society.
Nobody wants them, but they are real. And the problems will not go away, talking about how bad it is, to be addicted to drugs, computer, sex, whatever there is.
I think the most important contrast is linked to the words and phrases "fear me" and "Won't you fear"
A tracker means someone on a trip, someone who is high. We notice them, but we are doing nothing against it.
I hope this poem / song is frightening. I hope you'll feel the colderness, while reading it.
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 06.03.2006.
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