"If Cocaine were an alien what it would not want you to
Ramesh C. Reddy
Thursday, July 12, 2007
While walking in the William Pitt Union, I was asked by a WPTS staff
member if I wanted to do anything for the Gong Show. I decided I was
going to read poetry on the night of March 01, in the allotted two
minutes, knowing that at any minute I maybe gonged out if the judges or
the audience did not like it.
My intent was to speak about the dangers of cocaine and the blessings of
Jesus Christ in a way that will captivate the audience and yet entertain
them within those two minutes.
With this in mind, I gave cocaine an extra-terrestrial
personality and told the audience comprised of earthlings if cocaine
were an alien what it would not want them to know, by reciting a rhyming
Little did I expect that I would be reciting it to more than
200 people but trusting in Jesus to give my best, I went ahead and
I did not expect to last 2 minutes on the stage without
being gonged out but I did! I was totally touched by the judges hand
gestures and the audiences response throughout the poem and afterwards.
The Master of Cermonies (MC) reminded the audience that I
was not gonged out of the stage. Since I was competing against multiple
performers, I was ecstatic to be chosen by the audience as one of the
three best performers.
The tension began as the audience now had to voice their
winner among the three best performers. The MC put his hand on the top
of our head to hear the audiences’ response of who they wanted to be the
winner of the Gong Show.
When he placed his hand on the top of my head, the crowd
went wild with shouts, claps, and couple of standing ovations. To my
surprise, I had won the Gong Show after presenting the dangers of
cocaine and the blessings of Jesus Christ.
After the recitation an earthling wanted a copy of what I
read so I gave it to her. I want to share with you the winning poem of
the Gong Show!
If cocaine were an alien what it does not want you to know!
by Ramesh C. Reddy
Invading peoples bodies, they call me
In my clutches, you have no hope.
I am too powerful for you to say nope.
I have a twin, white powder named Coke.
In blood, dealers let my opponents soak.
Let me tell you, it ain't no joke!
Come in my way, I will shoot to kill!
With sorrow and tears, your family, I
In my power, you have no free will.
My dealers and buyers use guns in a rush.
People's wounds make their blood gush.
Since I am illegal, my code name is
I am too slick to get caught.
From me children and adults have bought.
You need to get high, I am better than
Lot of money, if you got
Dope and Coke, I give a lot.
DEA and ATF have me sought.
Christ is the only One, have not fought!
Hope people don't know Jesus, else I will
Cause I know, no one can from the Savior
His Healing power, miracles hast done!
People now start using love, not my dope
Without death, I have no fun.
After people came to Jesus, my profits
Cause they realize, I am sin.
With me in their system, they cannot win.
Only Jesus' love gives them a new start.
So to Jesus, they give their heart
Knowing He will do His part!
Healing addictions is His art!
As Jesus loves them so much!
He sends His healing touch!
Even though their life looks dim
And the future looks slim
His cleansing Blood can heal them, where
Making me lose the Drug-War!
My career I will lose
Because the Savior, they will choose!