Nowhere Man, By Marc Emery

Here is a poem I wrote from my prison cell.

Nowhere Man (With apologies to Lennon and McCartney)

Imagine life without cannabis,
that's life here.

Imagine life without music,
that's life here.

Imagine life without fresh food,
that's life here.

Imagine life without any privacy,
that's life here.

Imagine life without any sex,
that's life here.

Imagine life in only red pants and a red shirt,
that's life here.

Imagine life in a 8 by 10 foot concrete cell,
that's life here.

Imagine never touching the sun's rays,
that's life here.

Imagine life without being with any one you know,
that's life here.

Imagine being hungry every waking hour,
that's life here.

Imagine life without love,
that's life here.

Imagine never seeing a grape or a peach or a tomato,
that's life here.

Imagine changing linens threadbare once every ten days,
that's life here.

Imagine your happy memories gradually fading away,
that's life here.

Marc Emery is an activist currently locked up at North Fraser Pretrial Center in Port Coquitlam, B.C., while he awaits extradition to the United States for selling marijuana seeds on the internet and using the money to fund anti-prohibition activism around the world.