4/20 2017 was a unique day in Canada. Just a week after the federal Liberals revealed legislation for recreational marijuana, we should have only been celebrating. Instead, advocates and activists were also protesting the ridiculous restrictions this bill introduces. It treats marijuana as more dangerous than alcohol and tobacco, encourages a big-business oligarchy, and won’t protect kids or drive out organized crime.
Editor’s Note: This poem was first published January 9th, 2015. But what good is being the editor if you can’t suggest people reread your rhymes?
Sometimes I sit in reverie,
and think ‘bout things
to do and see
and buy and try and master soon —
while smoking; staring at the moon.