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Black Marijuana Messiah

In the land of green, where the plants sway
There lived a man, with a crown of hay
His skin was dark, his eyes afire
He was the Black Marijuana Messiah
With a voice that echoed, through the hills
He preached the power, of the herbal pills
His words were magic, his words were true
He was the savior, for the chosen few
Black Marijuana Messiah, with a heart so pure
Healing the sick, with his herbal cure
His hands were gentle, his touch divine
Bringing peace and calm, in a world of crime
Through the streets, he would roam
Spreading love, in a cloud of smoke
His followers followed, in a haze of bliss
For in his presence, all worries would cease
Black Marijuana Messiah, with a staff in hand
Walking tall, in a sacred land
His aura glowing, with a green hue
A symbol of hope, for the ones who knew
In his garden, he would pray
For the growth of nature, every single day
With his bare hands, he would tend
To each and every strain, like a loyal friend
Black Marijuana Messiah, with a heart so pure
Teaching the world, the power of nature
His teachings spread, like wildfire
For he was the chosen one, the Black Marijuana Messiah
From the mountains high, to the valleys low
His name echoed, wherever he would go
For he was the light, in a world of darkness
A beacon of hope, in a land of harshness
Black Marijuana Messiah, with a smile so bright
Shining through the darkness, like a guiding light
His laughter contagious, his spirit free
For he was the one, who set his people free
Through the fields of green, he would dance
In a trance, with every single chance
The flowers swayed, with his every move
For he was the king, in this green groove
Black Marijuana Messiah, with a soul so pure
Planting seeds of love, to forever endure
For he knew the power, of this sacred plant
And he shared its blessings, with every chant
In the moonlight, he would sing
Songs of joy, of peace and of being
Connected to nature, in every way
For he was the Black Marijuana Messiah, here to stay.
So let us raise our hands, to the sky
And give thanks, for this man so divine
For he is the one, who showed us the light
The Black Marijuana Messiah, who made everything right.



Authorship by Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
©️ Mr. Dashaun Rashod Snipes
®️ The Black Marijuana Messiah

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