One night a man smoked while in bed.
The next day his kids found him dead.
As he smoked, he dozed off and his bed went up in flames.
A great man is now dead and he only had himself to blame.
His poor children cried and cried.
It really hurt them when he died.
It's a damn shame that this man didn't survive.
If he had been more responsible, he would still be alive.

(THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM BUT SADLY IT HAS BEEN AND STILL IS TRUE FOR SOME PEOPLE.)