He puffs on a cigarette
In the manner
Of the ancients
And the Native American
Smoking a peace pipe

And thus inhales
Only pure divinity.

Watching,
The one who disapproves
Inhales the self made smoke
Of an acrid thought
And breathes pure air
Laced with the power
Of negativity.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015