#weedpoem

you burn it

i inhale it

we share

it’s almost intimate

the way i let myself go

in front of you

do you feel the same?

you must,

the way you laugh with me

nowadays,

getting high’s the only thing

Fuck off to all who put stoners down,

We get to laugh at nothing you get to sit and frown.

To be honest we are all people just like you,

Workin that 9 to 5 doing what we do.

Till the end of the day we chill and take a toke,

Huff and puff, spit, sputter and choke.

All we want isn't really that much at all,

Just the same rules as you fucks who drink alcohol.

I prefer to smile then to vomit/crash a car/ or die,

Till my passing day I will always get High.

It's saved my life more than a time or 2,

It kept me off the ledge and from telling life fuck you.

Many others I'm sure know of what i speak,

Bitter memories of when we were weak.

This poem is for those who walked through hell to come out alive,

Those who will never give up and keep that strong steady paced stride.

Thanks to the help and power of our friend Mary J,