“There is no rhyme or reason,” a good friend of mine once said
“It’s not the time or season,” my mission clear, I’d not misled
A poem without a rhyme has no inherent evil
But a poem without a reason is something quite medieval
We are all participating in a craftsmanship that’s real
And our greatest inner dream is that the verse will have appeal
The poem you’re reading now includes some rhymes and has a cadence
But much more vital than the rhythm is the message it presents
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not critiquing some poets’ strengths and others’ weakness
I just suggest our creations hold some purpose in their uniqueness
None of us comprehends how great our influence is on others
The most are not concerned, it’s too much time or it’s a bother
My proposition is that we all now from this day and forever
Include a message in our poems and have a goal in our endeavor
That doesn’t mean convert another person to our logic
But inspire those who’ve gone astray, give words of comfort to the sick
There are many ways to lift and motivate the lives of others
Let’s devote, employ our time to help our sisters and our brothers
This life does have a purpose, most of us think of “me”,
Don’t worry, we’ll always have sufficient, without much difficulty
The trick? First think of others, and the impression you can make
And the influence you’ll have on their lives, not on all that you can take
More blessed are not the takers, but the ones who freely give
My hope is that we self-assess and more benevolently live
--c aaron