4/20

crowds gathered as street-corners
chatting amiably waiting for stoplights to turn green,
streets bustled with activity, groups of young people
strolled under a canopy of newly green trees, one
young man pausing to climb up a particularly appealing
trunk across the street, calling raucously down to his
friends who did tricks on skateboards in the street
below, every parking spot in the neighborhood was full
and the windows of many were opaque with smoke,
they all showed up for 4/20, if only they showed up
in such force, with such enthusiasm for something
that was worth fighting for.