Extension here made this morning to the first poem i tried to post in this thread.
Im calling it (with the start poem too)
“Heading North on South bound lane”
Last lines of last verse as intro to the extension…Could be RANTY but im done with with one…
from this runted low potency, hay tasting,
poo in a gene-pool attempted breed
Yet we never give up if we get a dud
we explore the possibilities
of the seed market it is like a flood
there are some gold some better than that too
all to be found by the likes of me and you.
Personally i stick with my faves but tempted
to grow the new or rare elite cuts too.
It is an addictive past time just to even read
about… i dont even pop seeds or grow any more
yet can not stop looking at bud and weed porn
the info of new light tech or medical cures
all from cannabis like we all knew for centuries
was a crime yet was a good thing
not just calculating cash in the bank
but things like cancer pain or a broken back
pain all gone from a cone of anything quality
like white rhino or chemdawg stash
yet even better the Moroccan black
the best quality and purest
pressed black hash
finally the governments are seeing
the ridiculousness of illegality
yet some places like Aceh
it is so frowned upon a seed or two
not even any green will end with you
having a poo mixed with cockroach
for dinner type soup
this jail sentence of years more than two
so im writing my shit here
to clear the air
hopefully send these corrupt rules and
attitudes of the bleak
of the weak yet powerful so called “elite”
the laws are unjust
they punish the wrong, these “elite”
who on a paper these laws did state
still believe in black magic and Mohammad
flying on a horse to the stars for fucks sake.
They only became illegal in the first place
because Hemp was a competitor of Nylon rope
Du-Pont lined the pockets of the weak elite,
in hope of profits by criminalising Hemp,
Yet it is stronger than Nylon, yet a maniac maker
related to Mary Jane shown back then to whom
how “weed maniee ya” crazed those who drew
was made out by the hateful leaders in the states
not a wallet fattener like Nylon threads
lining pockets being an easy plastic way to create
Hemp grows faster than the fastest
semi hard woods just like teak
yet Hemp is not fucking weak
it is just too cheap cause fast to grow
“low on profits for us to share, the coins to seek-
the real objections aimed for and targeting each week”
you law makers are just dense dumb witted
corrupt and bleak.
Dumb is harsh, you all know how this came to operate
with confetti on election wins you yell and howl and celebrate
because you won the fucking corruption lottery,
would not it be a “huge worry” looking after the country?
yet you pat eachothers backs like used car salesman
shining of oil & greasy hair so so damn slimy… political men
dis all sound right? then have a feast & a toast point
and some $5000 per o’Dourve plate
just pay for it with the coins you scraped
from profits of making jails and a few
passed under table money filled crates
So you will always have these unjust laws
as you do not improve your minds just punish the poor
who need to grow weed to feed their kids
you are rich from corruption and unjust laws
so it wont be you who gets punished with
your pals patting your back
filling your pockets with dirty cash
which is worse? you can not see?
it is you!
not a grower of a natural pain curing tree.
it is you cunts profiting from sending
the anyone’s the nobodies to jail
for a punishing year or three
what is your job again?
protect the people?
seems like you are doing the opposite
and helping yourself to beating,
belting the people who cure pain
with something green, a MEDICINE!
beats oxy-Contin however its spelt
any day hands down, 4 hours pain relief
with any good indica strain… even
a little bit of crystally leaf
no liver damage, no heart attacks,
no overdoses, just a bit WOOZY
may be a side effect had by some soft cock
if that’s the case
don’t fucking come if you can not rock
so fuck off your laws and strange beliefs
you pre-historic apes cant you see its all bullshit
blind and brain washed plebs, you all are to me.
that is all, that is my sentiment.
went off rail, derailed my message,
but nailed you all… if just in
the last verses or at least in some sentence
some words here or there in some place
surely somewhere.
