Strange Highs And Hushpuppies

I come from far; don't turn me away.
I need marijuana; where there is a will, there is a way.
I prefer it to caffeine and can never ever stray.
I could also deal; this rebel doesn't play.
I must sleep with ganja in the dungeon where I lay,
A dungeon is a palace if one can pray.
My impulses are childish but my wisdom is old and gray,
Leave me to my blunt and my chalice made of clay.
I come from far; don't hide my pills.
I am a gifted writer; one poem could save these hills.
Anxiety is a whip back where I till,
This rusty sociopath is very run of the mill.
How can your favourite song be Tamia's 'Still'?
Love without obsession and strengthen your will.

Just give me Valium; anxiety could kill.
This rebel defines what in slang we call 'trill'.
I come from far and I'm never addicted.
And none is a terrorist among those I recruited.
I'm the kind of enthusiast who needs his khat uprooted.
I'm on five Valium and need my nerves rebooted.
I believe in one God and the prophets lie saluted.
Someone must fine-tune the minds the system polluted,
I chew it with lots of blunts and anxiety dies mooted.
I strive the African way and must stay rooted.
I come far; I don't do snuff to show off.
Some people need it incase their anger goes off.
It is a spiritual diuretic and I never ever scoff,
What you see is what you get; it never makes me cough.
Snuff is my best snack and the rush is never short.
Modern times are absurd and serenity is a fort.
I can snuff all day and still play sport.
Or share with the elderly words of great philosophical import.
I come from far and denial is for the faint-hearted,
I call only to God when my inner-peace has departed,
Nothing can quench it once my fire has started,
Difficult is the path that this Nazirite has charted.
Love and clarity is all man ever wanted,
The moralist today is constrained and haunted.
Any kind of bias will keep your soul daunted,
We are our affect and I can't be blunted.

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