What is the Point
What is the point?
What is the point of smoking a joint?
Just to anoint the jester inside?
Or pester the hide of others whose noses
Get out of joint? Perhaps it imposes
An alternate order
Or wrinkles the border
Between high and low
Where elephants go
(Who's to know?)
Just for the ride.
What is the urge for taking a hit?
To fit the surge of wild animation?
Sensation a child might smother while growing
Up bit by bit? Perhaps it is knowing
Pushed from the brains
Where fantasy reigns
(Do you hear trains?)
Deep down inside.
What is the use of smacking the juice?
Just to abuse the mind and the matter?
Scatter the demons fleeing the being
You used to have? Perhaps it is feeling
While you are reeling
Something is wrong.
Maybe a song
(There all along)
Can stem the tide.
Where is the peace that comes when you cease?
Will it decrease all the the pain and the terror?
Narrow the gap between feeling and healing
Then go away? Would it be better
To shatter the fetter
And set you free
(Don't take a knee)
It's time you tried.
Copyright © Frederic Gray | Year Posted 2020
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