(2nd July,1986 / Bahraich, India)

Still Smoking A Rant

A cigarette will soothe away
the stress and troubles of the day.
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young

When feel down and skies are grey
a smoke will drive the blues away.
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young.

A smoke will help you work and play
and do no harm in any way
That’s what the doctors used to say.
When I was young.

New fads and fancies come along.
Without admitting they were wrong.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.

If they were wrong why should we
believe their latest theory.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.

Smokers die younger so they say
younger than who I ask today.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.

I have smoked since I was ten,
part of my daily regimen.
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.

Presumably I should be dead.
If I believed the lies we’re fed
The doctors sing a different song.
Now I am old.

The choice is yours to quit or smoke.
Myself I treat it as a joke.
The song the doctors sing today.
I am quite old

Both smokers and non smokers die
which I accept I don’t ask why
Despite the song the doctors sing.
I’m still smoking.


(7-Aug-07)

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Comments (2)

Well done for what you wrote... It's really sad that most of our dreams nowadays end in smoke. Being strong to face whatever you're going to meet in life is the only way to live happily, so be strong. Regards
Muslims hav no caste barriers. Islam doesnt like caste discrimination. Anyway yor poem was poignant but written in a sensational fabulous style. Pls review my latest poem, 'selectin relaxation