By: Elizabeth A. Kaine
In hidden corners, tobacco’s deadly sway
Lures second-class smokers, night and day
No fancy lounges, no designated space
Just street corners, where nicotine’s toxic embrace
Their habit’s strong, their options few
Public spaces, where tobacco’s dangers brew
No escape from the risks they face
Secondhand smoke, a constant, deadly pace
The ban’s ignored, the law unenforced
Leaving them exposed, with no recourse
No support to quit, no help to find
Just a cycle of smoke, that’s hard to unwind
Let us not forget, this hidden crowd
Second-class smokers, who need a way out loud
Let’s provide the help, and a safer space
For a tobacco-free life, and a healthier pace
In taxi, kekehs, and night clubs; along beaches and streets,
Shisha’s sweet deceit, with nicotine’s deadly hubs pollute the air
Let’s clear the air, and make it clean
For a brighter tomorrow, a tobacco-free scene.
