Another Day, Another Joint

A short poem about my day.

Another Day, Another Joint - Daren Thompson

I rouse this morning to missed call after call but I was unable to call back.

I looked in my wallet

I was low on my cash

I forgot to pay my phone bill

So I am forced to contemplate whether to get dressed or chill

No texting, no calling, no school, no work, no nothin'

But I almost forgot. I still have a little somethin'

Now I may not smoke tobacco and destroy my lungs

Just Another Day, Another Joint for when I'm too far-flung

Another Swisher, Another blunt of this purplish-green bud

Inhale and exhale. Now everything seems so fun

Reality is pain and everyone needs a break

So when you wake from your sleep

Wake--and--bake

Another Day, Another Joint.

Oh yes, Another Joint.

It eases the mind.

Am I making my point?

“That is not a drug. It’s a leaf.” – Arnold Schwarzenegger 

"Smoking herb reveals you to yourself." – Bob Marley

"The War on Drugs has been an utter failure. We need to rethink and decriminalize our marijuana." - Barack Obama