Drugs are an abscess
And a symptom
Of our inability to savor life
This is the root
The genesis
Of what is wrong
With us/
We think it is
The other way around
So we participate
In the land’s drug
Frenzy
We take in the blue haze
Of feigned happiness
Better sex and sleep/
Instead of rising
At the serene dawn
To see the sun rise
And allow contentment
To fill our bellies
And chakras/
Yes, instead of watching
The sunset, giving it
Permission to fill our hearts
With nature’s force
And intention/
We pretend to be happy
Take our medicine
And demonize drug addicts
All the same