Peace

A piece of Blue,

A pinch of Green,

A line of White,

A roll of Brown,

All these lead to a puddle of yellow,

After that night,

For you & your fellows,

Worth mist over eyes?

Haze on your mind?

Better than green eggs & ham,

Much like ingesting poison spam,

What a sham,

This peace you find, in these pills,

Of Mine.

~Razor