A Smoker's Future Smoking is suicide Without bullets And ropes; A silent killer Taking control. I don't understand How it's "cool" To quicken your death, Erase time spent With your loved ones, What could have been A memorable moment With your best friend. Where's the appeal In allowing a little stick Or a curved glass structure Rule over your #life? Wouldn't you prefer To rule it yourself As opposed to some other? What a laconic way to go, Prioritizing a puff and blow Over your youngest daughter's Future wedding. She'll explain to her children What their grandfather was like Before his lungs went limp And he died. She'll explain to her husband That because her father's gone, He has to be the one To attend Grandparent's Night. I can't help but think, What an idiotic way to go. On your death bed, If you could do it over again, Would you still smoke? 9/20/15