Smoking on a dube, while waiting in the rain
Feeling mightily displeased by my recent weight gain!
I look at my tummy, its bulge is not so funny
But at least I’ve come to ground & I am feeling sane.
The rain stops, my spirits soar
The sun shines through the clouds some more
My heart sings, birdcall rings
Da dum, two, three, four.
As I drag on my dube, my phone signals a call
A friend on the line, we get together, have a ball
Tobacco’s going cheap & we’re getting in more weed
All for one & one for all, we’re happy out indeed.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 