The green grass
I swat a little bug and scratched an itch
Without looking up from the book I read
From under my lawn chair on which I sit
Foreign invader uniting enemies
A whole ecosystem getting disturbed
By my presence and yet I still complain
When under my strong foot sit murdered
Colonies that didn’t see the raid
So much life so much beauty
Exists for free in my own lawn
If we look close we see the vibrant scene
That teems with life starting from early Dawn
Whose rose red fingers light what’s on the floor
A call to action no insects ignore.
Alcohol
We drink when we’ve cause for celebration
We drink in surrender and in defeat
We drink to overcome inhibition
And when we’re out with no plan but to eat
We’re blinded by Circe’s luring beauty
A promised pleasure if we surrender
With each drink we’re turned to animal
Our wit with vodka thrown in the blender
Drink makes the liar a more honest man
The dull man more charming in his rhymes
According to his insuff’rable clan
Relieving all weakness til morning shines
A strong man stands up to this lovely nymph
And doesn’t need to charm a boring simp.
Humility
Salt gives flavor to grilled steak and veggies
Cooking prepped and on your meal is topped
Preserving strength until you sit ready
It makes life richer without drinking hops
The shaker provides an interaction
We share and nourish together
Knowing not your taste bud reaction
Discriminating not to him or her
Salt then dissolves and is forever nothing
The world’s a better place a good mother
Who never asked for praise or offering
Dying a completed life for others
To overindulge is never its fault
Be generous and be silent, be salt.