Went down for a walk to find the right place
Right place to smoke a joint,
Then exhale
Was walking around the city but failed
Went back home
Sparked it up
Inhaled
Now I'm writing this poem for you
I'm feeling relaxed
And stoned a bit too
But do you know why I failed?
Why I went home?
Because laws in my country don't tolerate love
A plant, a medicine naturally grown
They say its death
And they are the crown
But I say - fuck that
Earth is my home
Mother nature will heal us
We're one
Have a lovely moment arise in your mind as soon as you finish reading this sentence!
Peace, Love, Gratitude