Written by Izzy SF
coming of age amidst a cloud of purple haze
i thought it fueled the revolution but it turned into a cage
i dreamed blue dreams
while gorilla-glued to screens
where paranoia sticks like sherbert and young bright eyes lose their gleams
doctors say it’s cannabis-induced psychosis i might say we’re stifling our screams
but comrades nailed to the green cross – is this the medicine it seems?













