See and admire the smokes as it drifting freely to disappear
So harmless it seems but it's presumed a gradual killer
You inhale and exhale in breathing pleasure as you release
As you enjoy the freedom of the smoke in the air in creases

Your lungs ask for more as your throat demands for more
As the pleasure of the smoke aids your thoughts in comfort
You go deeper in thoughtfulness as you get lost in the fume
It relaxes your sense and increases your scopes on thought
[For general Smoking]

It's campaigned against by all
But preside over most toxic'alley
As your tongue strive for more
And your lungs cry more
[For normal cigarette]

Instant awareness it creates
As it increases system activities
You see, hear and taste better
Working your brain on high mental
[For Cannabis as weed]

It radiate power as signified wealth
The smoke so thick to near chokes
Cost a fortune to taste Cuban wealth
Too powerful for your precious lungs
[For Cigar]

Poetry by Saheed Giwa
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Written on 2011-04-22 at 13:56

Tags Cannabis  Cigarette 

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
"And your lungs cry for more"

It's called addiction