Stric'ly Thai

I write deeper when I smoke.
Like I reach within for hope,
Take two dimensions worlds apart,
As I breathe through every toke.
I don't need to fell a foe,
Cos I seize; then fell a flow.
Is Hell a home,
For those sending drones,
Do G's get sent parole?!
Has our means now meant our souls, Must but leave or take control,
Like a scene thats centre folds,
At it's seams, You enter old;
Age becomes your youth,
Truth,
Seems to have left a tone.
I spit a certain way.
Could trip your learning pace.
I'm natural,
An animal,
With a bic and purple haze.
I write deeper when I smoke!
Like I seep and sync with flow,
I see the things I don't,
When I ain't feeling a hinta stoned,
I got my lads within my sight,
And writing fists can like to fight;
But my heart resides,
In a thinking mind...
I wish for Peace to shine a light.

Subah Sadiq Khan