I don't smoke for myself

I DON'T SMOKE FOR MYSELF

I don't smoke for myself but for my lungs.
They hold a cigarette, like a pair of tongs,
And breathe the smoke like a fresh draught of breath,
As if without this rush life would be death.

You say I've swallowed 'the preposterous pill',
Unlike most people who deny free will,
And claim, without God's plan, life makes no sense
(Though never used in court as a defence).

So, do not judge, you that cast the first stone:
My body is made up of flesh and bone.
I listen to the parts; they speak in tongues.
I don't smoke for myself but for my lungs.

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[jacob erin-cilberto]

and then the lungs repay by catching cancer...
the rush I have experienced...did for a long time.

Now, I don't smoke for me...so is it free will that we smoke? or is it fate that we would be drawn
to that ciggy.
interesting write, John....I like the religious undertones...are we drawn to sin? do we do it
for our soul or against our soul, trying to sabotage it...
j.

[John]

Thanks Jacob for your comment. I suppose quitting has to require some will, whether it's the quitter or God who can say.