Ring of Smoke

Taking a puff on a cancer stick
Not really thinking of being sick
The momentary relief of the tar and the ‘tine
Peace in my life through poison unseen
Years pass through with no noticeable news
Of the dreaded demand of its dirty dues
Not knowing of the constricted tightness of breath
That would hurry intimacy with the angel of death
Then one day an infection makes itself known
Showing its teeth, tormenting what’s sown
by the damage done from years long gone by
Lungs now crippled and crying out “Why?”
Slowly I take in a breath now so pure
Through an oxygen bottle,
Because there is no cure
If only I had listened long ago to the folk
That warned of the danger in that ring of smoke

© Stuart Patterson 2018

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