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A poem to the end of cannabis prohibition

cannabis prohibition

Feet dangling from this dock, fresh ocean breeze swirling.
Waiting.
Sunrise, sunset.
Waiting for the mad dust to settle down.
The herb is healthy. No amount of wealthy campaign contributions will change that.
Broken bodies needlessly filled with toxic medication.

Politicians look down on the people.

Why?

The people don’t care to follow what is happening.

Too busy being distracted.

What a cruel laugh is being had at our children’s future.

Each of us bears responsibility for our broken society.

There are no easy options left.

Words and protests are part of the carnival.

The real perversion in society is our inaction.

So I sit on this dock, breathing in the clean air.

Getting stronger and more determined.

Provoking the unity that is so desperately needed to save the planet.

Just ask the cocksure Nazis.

In the end, truth wins.

In the end, the evilness of inaction is over come by its arch-rival, action.

Our day will come.

cannabis prohibition

Jai Kali Ma

A Prague pot poem

Cannabis is green.

It can help with some pretty serious illnesses.

It can be abused, misused and wasted.

Smoking pot might make you a cliché.

Using cannabis will make you seem like a reformed rapist in the eyes of the ignorant.

Not being a stoner cliché will help change the ignorant buffalo’s opinion of cannabis.

Cannabis is an amazing tonic for older people. It brings down natural inflammation and helps repair worn out old bodies.

Cannabis kills stress, which is lucky because stress kills people.

Cannabis is a gift from Mother Nature.

Cannabis might stop our species from fossil fuel driving our civilization off the cliff.

Did you see the might in the last sentence? Might? Even with cannabis and a reconnection to the natural world, we might be goosed anyway.

Cannabis is to human consciousness, as lobbyists are to the political system. Cannabis is a message from Mother Nature. Dude, chill and stop trying to kill the planet. Find peace with each other. Work to extinguish hate and ignorance.

Cannabis is an intoxicant that can make you smile and think as it regulates your nervous and endocannabinoid systems.

If you take a look at the world, a little more thinking is probably a good thing.

There is a reason ancient cultures worshiped pot.

We can and should cooperate, there is a bigger picture reason. Until we exercise our rights, the corporate system will try to remove them.

Try to fall in love, every day.

Love and laughter

Time

Pot poem

Smoke curls up and moves towards the heavens.

Senses melting into the environment.

Warmth, fun and focus.

It is time to simply be.

Welcome in mother nature.

Let the plant’s message of peace and love fuse with my own thoughts of harmony.

There is more to life than meets the eye.

We are not robots, our journey home should be filled with laughter.

Life is to be celebrated,  to smile at the sun with our closed eyes.

Welcome in mother nature, you have been sorely missed.