At least I have a few tokes left

By Markus Darkscribe

As the amber sky burns away
I watch from my window the worlds death
I gaze in wonder at the end of days

But I still have a few tokes left

The blood of mankind boils into mist
A desolate wasteland will be all that's left
We knelt to Gods to clever to resist

At least I have a few tokes left

My lungs burn with my final bowl
Life now must pay it's final debt
I see the anguish of the burning souls

Thank god I had a few tokes left

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Published on Tuesday, October 31, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

It's been a while

Comments on "At least I have a few tokes left"

On Friday, February 15, 2019, Jonas Robinson (848) wrote:

Use those tokens wisely. :)
On Saturday, November 4, 2017, dwells (4177) wrote:

MD has returned to regale us with a dark and desolate future view. Yes! No worries mate, the robots can pick up where we left off. Wondering when robot hookers will replace the streetwalkers... Le sigh - as we fade into just another failed experiment. Cheers amigo! - Dan (your rhyme and meter are outstanding here too)
On Wednesday, November 1, 2017, SolApathy (652) wrote:

But will you share? Clever write friend!