Smoking Away Sorrow

Who can blame him

For smoking away his sorrow

He doesn't know if he will

Live to see tomorrow

The clutches of war caught him

On his way to get bread

He was a victim

But he is not dead

He feels alive

Because of a cigarette

Not because of his hard work

Not because of his sweat

He survives

Because of the good hearts

All because of their hard work

Not because of their disregard

#cigarrette #hat #smoke #sorrow #poem #sad #lebanon #toronto #writing #selfexpression

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