How easy it is to honor an excellent person
But the mirror is full of disapproval
Might you despise yourself for your life?
Yet your Creator loves your soul more than body
The body finds itself in decay
Strength is given way, time is poured
A food unlike the fruits, a poisonous berry
Patiently, you eat, slowly, it also eats
Oneself is low but also high
Indulging in the seductive taste
Coming back to drink and to buy
Gaining now, and losing later
Returning again and again
To give your health, to pay the premium
This is addiction, one of Satan's dreams
What is worth little shall cost you much