Inhale, exhale tobacco's external halo
Puffed, dipped, second hand between cheek and gums
Life judged by categories clock ticking

Bygone time speaks of peace pipes, of trade
A slow pull after a hard day, ease of loneliness of pain
Ravages of war masked smells of death, inhale, and exhale

Our time speaks of flavors, colors, types, filtered and non
Demand exceeded, speed up productions, chemical enhance
Big business keyed to the almighty dollar

Numbers speak out of cancer at its peak
Sort, scan, research, test arrives the common denominator
Kissed by smoky lips of death