I find it to inspire when I Sniff, Inhale n’ Puff
it introduces me to great friends, helps me
take a seat among nobles. My mouth opens
to speak wisely and to sing verses; it is good
for ‘I wannabe’ talks, better for courting maids,
best for wishful thinking and laboring hands.
So also it can carry you far, far away from sanity
far, far into dreamland, when if you eventually wake,
creeps your body, overwhelms your mind,
infecting you with vain ambition and mock reality.
When you relive the losses, failures, and broken hopes,
it brings back memories, memories you’d fain forget,
flashbacks of lost causes squandered fortunes.
My advice, in brief: “It profits not a man. Don’t insinuate
some self-righteous believe they’ve got a ‘Right’ or Duty
to prevent an intelligent, peaceful n’ free-thinking adult
from pursuing their craving, from being his Nature
No! No man, law, or opinion has that right,
but many have gone six feet under or nuts, families ruined.
Oh, Man of unencumbered will, let not this SNIFF, INHALE N’ PUFF
wrap your thinking or reduce you to Junk – to Beer Bottle Bird Brain.
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Hearts, like doors, will ope with easeTo very, very little keys,And don’t forget that two of theseAre “I thank you” and “If you please.” Come when you’re called,Do what you’re bid,Close the door after you,Never be chid. Seldom “can’t,”Seldom “don’t;”Never “shan’t,”Never “won’t.” © Anonymous | Spilledwords | 2021
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