The Smoke Out

"The Smoke Out"

Start the fire
and Pack the Green
Cue the choir,
Lets get higher
And whats life mean?

Passing time
and Sharing stories.
We're anti-crime,
but still burn dimes
And relive glories.

Rejoined again
Are friends that were.
they bond like kin,
their separation
but a blur.

Strangers may grow
bonds strong like vines
So though they go
with a nod they know
they both burn pines.

Medicine for some
For others, mere play
safer than rum
and better than gum
for the rainy day

the bowl will cash
the fire will die
but through the ash
and burned up hash
our lives stay high