THE FIVE PILOTS

Five happenstance found themselves buying

In the same joint, intoxicatedly having fun

Unbeknownst to pains of the others laughing

Each Set off with their plane of choice,to get high

The first one pulled his green leaves out 

Like a goat he chewed,till froth formed

He said that he invented the parachute

The others stopped their flight and laughed

The second one poured his flour on the table

Like a pig he bagan snorting,little by little

Twenty Minutes later to stand he was unable

His bones had immediately turned too brittle

The third his bottle held tightly to his heart

He drank away his sorrows and tears

And told the others never to get a sweetheart

For marriage life he lamented was fierce 

The fourth,this while an old paper in hand

He started rolling the seeds. Saliva the glue

That held the substance in place,at last gland

He lit it. 'Wah,Jack Oyah,Listen to this clue

In Zion i'll be the lead singer for Jah's band'

Like a steam engine,dark smoke to skies he blew

The fifth one perused the old Holy Book

Searching for the sinners condemning verses

These damned people he gave unholy look

Knowing that they'd  be on hell bound buses

I stood there looking at each,not judging

I too was not perfect i had my share of ills

I admired their unique merry making

But at what cost? How much the soul fills?