Sans the Pipe


Some are men

   some are boys

     men stand tall

         amid the noise.


Boys seethe in anger

   act like fools

     men stay calm

         obey the rules.


Boys run astray

   with women and pot

     men of God say

         “I’d rather not!”


Men of God

   unlike the boys

     always run

         from addictive toys.


They throw away

   their pipes and crack

     they turn around

         and never look back.


Wherever there’s smoke

   there’s also desire

     lust is lost

         to Holy Fire.


Love enduring

   new holy hype

     sans the luring

         cocaine pipe.

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