Stoned Again

Poem By N.C Cusack

Young old fella taking an approach
Sitting by himself, sippin’ on the roach
Doin’ the Tango with Mary Jane
This young soul was stoned again

No hydroponic, this was the skunk
Completely stoned, three fourths drunk
High as hell, high as a plane
This young man was stoned again

Ripping some more, release the shot hole
This man aint done till he finished the bowl
It hits him hard, straight to the brain
This old chap was stoned again

He’s hearing things, through his ear
Slab almost gone, down to last beer
Stuff the piss, grab the champagne
This poor young boy…was stoned again

Comments about Stoned Again

This is a poweerful warning against drunkenness. It ia aptly a warning especially to young boys because we are loosing to many of them because of drunk driving and other stoned related incidents. However there are othe subtle forms of being intoxicated, like greed, power etc.10/10 for sobriety.

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