No Rhyme Nor Reason

“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