@@@ Welcome to my poetry - it gets inside my brain I want to show you more of me and hope something youll gain. This is one way to frame my thoughts - Im sharing what is true Its free to have a look around, I hope its fun for you. Some say that hemps the devils weed - Ill bet that Gods offended. We know that its the tree of life and Hes to be commended. Freedom to farm all green plants is such a sacred right Page 1 of every Bible defines it - twice - there in the light. The burning bush was very clear for Moses in his sandals, but Rabbis, Popes and Presidents treat holy herb like vandals. Forty months plus locked in this place - outside the sky is blue. I wonder how to win this case - what could smart people do? We call upon our inner genius to guide us through the legal fog Like a blind person crosses the street with their trusty seeing-eye dog. Religious freedoms part of our defense, we know that it must fly. The only way the feds can win is keeping-up their lie. Forty-two years the feds have classified hemp is worse than meth So far all Judges go with Schedule 1 - what chance theyll fix this mess? They say marijuanas got no accepted medical use that they can really see But 20 states have medical pot, plus Washington, D.C.! Big pharma wants a secret piece of hemps real delicious pie. They say the plant is of no use so cut it down and die. Behind the scenes theyre working hard like busy bees make honey. We know the cannabinoids they will find are worth ton$ and ton$ of money! What must we do for the change to happen on this Earth? Literally billions of hungry people are anxious for the birth. Every night we hear the news - the dollar keeps on falling And politicians everywhere are really good at stalling. Pretending they cant see this herb - martinis firm in hand While bankrupsies and foreclosures sweep across the land. Remember in the 80s before the crackdown came? Even all the welfare Moms hardly had a care. But Operation Wipe-Out lived-up to its name It reduced the pakaloha - we can prove it was to blame. Eradication of the herb caused meth to take its root And ve$ted interests like the cops say that the point is moot. The only study ever done to ask what caused meths troubles Was soon suppressed - I wonder why? - and then the troubles doubled. For black-ops coke and heroin the C.I.A.s on top. Weve sadly given-up on Congress to ever make that stop. Talk about conspiracy - our governments the best. They tell the very biggest lies and pretend its all in jest. Making war on we the people - our Constitution calls it TREASON The war on hemps exactly that - a FRAUD pretending to be reason. Our politicians have it made in no reporters spotlight. They all feed on the charade - even tho its not right. Most herb people in the world know hemp is sacrament. And many of us wonder, where our freedoms went? Much more important is to ask, How do we get em back? Because the herb we want to grow to get ourselves on-track. Do you know the juice made fresh with leaves of the ganja tree? Please watch * LEAF * on the YouTube and healthier you will be. Fresh, fertile hempseed is the one, the healthiest food of all. Vege protein, aminos and essential oils - have YOU gotten on the ball? For burning bush and holy oil some fragrant cane is needed. The elixir of vitalitys made with milk and bud thats seeded. Just grind em up together, strain-out the chewy parts Then drink it fresh and instantly you will UP your smarts! For making holy anointing oil the recipes for the masses Its found in Exodus 30:23 - lets teach it in the classes! How about calamus root powder - do you know its herbal power? Just eat a pinch with honey, or smoke with ganja flower. Green gold is so much better then the kind found in the ground. Can harvest every 90 days - a sustainable goldmine you have found. We call it Ganja-nomics - natures economic plan. Its the best kind of a stimulus to be found across the land. Imagine all the wealth to be around the world this year? If only we would stand our ground, the hemp could re-appear. I followed Spirit and my heart to bring me what is new. I found adventure, romance and paradise - all on the isle of view. But lifes not at all just what I think - its what I feel and find. I know that I have had it great - its really been da kine. As Im locked-up Ive wondered why this prison is my path. Fortunately Ive been able to re-do the math! Now Im convinced that I have found a way to conquer hate. I bless most any bummer by saying, God, thats great! It makes me smile and feel that I avoid the beaten road I just re-frame all of my troubles and it lightens-up my load. Ive even found a brand new way to redeem all of my faults. It proves that gold is really more then just whats in the vaults. I confess to all my sins - forgiveness is the grace. When gratitude and love is had we then can win the race. No one did we cheat or steal, or shoot or lie or rob. I am convinced now even more it was an inside job. Yes, they say I broke the law that got us on this ride But living like I had it made, my fall was really caused by pride. I organized the Ministry - it really was superb. We helped much more than you could see with TLC and herb. We did our best to follow bliss; smoked pot and laughed a lot But I was loose and had too much fun and this is what I got. Now I sit here in this cell just thinking what to do Ive had a surprising education - now its time to think of you. I hope youre well and feeling fine - best wishes all around. Id like to call and hear your voice and linger with the sound. Now Ive gotta stop with all these words, theyre flowing out my brain Im typing fast as I can think - its coming down like rain. Holy Moly! Stop me now! Im sure youve gotta go. Theres other things weve both to do, but now youre in the know. I tried to stop - its hard to do - your mind needs time to mend. Come-on! I say, Put on the brakes! - this poem has got to end. It wasnt then, although I tried to hit the key and send it. Im sitting here and ready now - its really time to end it. First roll a joint and pass it round like hippies did before. We still can learn a lot from them - Make love and dont make war. After all these lines of rhyme, and all the things I see The most important of them all? My futures up to me. For what is life and who are we in the great big cosmic scheme? ... merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily ... life is but a dream. @@@
Posted on: Fri, 22 Nov 2013 09:45:26 +0000