The Smoky Solomon Poem by Indira Renganathan

Hey man! Spare a second
Answer me.Put down your hand
Why are you injuring?
You, me, our folks and everything?

Can you exhale a good breath?
Or can i inhale a good breath?
Let your conscience prick you
For your family has leaned on you

Let not your health be spoilt
Let not your folks cry on coffin pit
Remind yourself of your wedlock vows
To remain moral to your dear spouse

Smoky SOLOMON! i can't see you
Put it out.Cloudy smokes around you
Are you fiery? feared? get away
Before that devil clamps, run away

Count down your cigar to nil
Not your life to nil
Do not get smoked being smoky
Let your family with you be lucky