High Or Not

Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Who cares who did what when?
And 'who' was high as a kite,
On 'what'!
Be it crack, smack or Jack Daniels!
Where are the life jackets?
Does anyone,
High or not...
Have the keys,
To unlock the rowboats?
Let them fight amongst themselves...
As to who has more experience,
Than the other!
Not one of them is in a panic,
Right now...
About saving an ass on this sinking ship!
If folks want to debate which one is more impressive...
Let them!
But I'd rather witness that from one of those boats.
Either watching them float,
Or doing the backstroke.
Neither of which is going to provide smooth sailing!
Not on the course...
This Captain has chosen stubbornly to embark upon!

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