All Hail The Non-Smoker Poem by Travis Flannigan

All Hail The Non-Smoker

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All hail the non-smoker
Blessed is he, himself,
Upon all others,

Blessed is the house
Where all ends are present,
For it does tell the future.

Forget the tales, parables
Of our fathers,
Our morals are our own.

I am not my brother,
Nor is he me,
To compare
Is to deprive.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tashira Rodriguez 23 May 2010

Wow. This is amazing. My dad smokes and I hate it. I'm also compared to how my mom was at my age a lot, and I'm sick and tired of it.

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Soraka Starchild 19 May 2010

This is good and meaningful. I hate when people smoke..

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Gerald Flippinhanger 18 May 2010

WOW! That's all I can see. I have read thousands of poems in my old age, and NONE have moved me like yours just did. Kudos to you, my young friend. You have a long and wonderful life ahead of you...

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