Spiritual hashishi is what gets me so high
That no one can pray and take me down
The treasure of light and sound
Turning me into the only one figment of my own mind
Promising that the lord never ever will the lord turn me down
Drawing me closer to the most high God of life
The only one spirit in my heart.
As we all know
God knew what he was doing to let the herbs grow for the service of man
Will You stand on the truth Will You stand on the truth
You know that its government that put Christ to death
And that its government that forbids me from smoking my herb
And then leads me on a quest of life’s complete incompleteness
But God puts a blame on they that work against a much larger source of consciousness
The great green tree of healing bleeds
The Treasure of fire, Light and the Mystery of the five trees
The only one thing that sets my mind free
While the lord seats another 7000 years in meditation with me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem