Glazed Their Lives

The Lotus eaters munched upon the weeds
They plucked from off the river wharfs
And glazed their lives into oblivion:
What else was there to do after such pain,
The murders and the child deaths and pain
The stole pride, the senselessness, the pain
Of never knowing when one's hearth will be
In sight again, the endless thoughts at night.

But I insist, had they been stronger men
They could have left their blind comforts behind
And set the sails again to move through baths
In western waters, warming their cooled hearts
And living life in glories pure and clean.

Topic: Smoking Weed
Date: July 30