If you wan't to smoke
Peacefully with mates
Pipe of peace
Try to heal your thoughts
And go to heaven
Or nirvana
You need three things
A mate, a pipe, and will to listen
Here we are
On sunny beach
Or river
Smoking our fag
Or whatever does this role
We may talk
We may stay still
We may be teaching
Or become a friend
To the person
That is smoking with you
It's an old tradition
Of a men at war
Now, we can skip the negative
And find the positive
For us
Who are in love
Who are best friends
Or some of them
Who cannot stand each other
Everything may be solved
Just a talk
And peace.
poetry for self-relief 