Hemp To Cannabis Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Hemp to cannabis

The kids are, always kids
For them food is junk food,
In the years of childhood.

At that age, our best was
A pocket full of hemp,
Together with chickpeas.

Shop owner had own way
In roasting with the oil of butter
From the goats or sheep.

Hemp never was used as
Cannabis…

Same was with heroin
For which we always had
In form poppies' seeds.

Now, here, far away
From the childish days
I read of the damage
From the opium, hemp.

I hear and smile
To tales of these drugs!

Remember, we were called:
"You farm boys are backward!
Get advanced, " runs in mind!

Far better was village,
Happier we felt there,
We dream to return…

Let me be "A Backward"
And divorce city life,
Be farm boy, unaware!

What is this cannabis?
A sign of advancement?