Each time that I think of “kush”
“Fock naneh danyu warah tahaw”
It all began with the sense of being
Thinking that indeed it’s not a crime
It’s like a sipping, unpredictable twist
Not naturally friendly to smoke
And I wonder what kind of excitement
That has actually hit our instincts
We are still scared of my generation
When we should learn our beautiful history
That made us shy, discovered with beautiful imagination
Captivating our minds as we are the future leaders of tomorrow
But could this dream be shattered by ” kush” ,
Left our youths laying down as an empty tool,
Compelling evidence of substance abuse
Where we will owe ourselves of nothing but death
A disastrous community imprisoned
Murder is sounding so normal to our ear
protruding the very young stars in town
For the home we have, wants to turn to toxicity
That should be where people are trained
But the constraints are self torturing us
In communities, we served cigarettes
In streets, we send our children to buy drugs,
and pay less attention to these signs of testimonies of crimes that are shocking
Sensitization channels shouldn’t fade
so brevity to cure and clean the streets
Kush is deadly and dangerous
So, each time that I think of it.
I want you to be reminded not to become a victim.
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