The Soup Needs More Salt... a Big One For Poetrysoup
As a plain and passionate pen, I ponder
How would some wealthy words just wander
Out of this world of wisdom and wonder?
And we don’t care to search for them in yonder
Let’s lend our love to those who are lost
We don’t need much, we need to be just
All we need is to bear the courtesy cost
Of knowing and asking after the lost
It’s a pity! Poetrysoup is a colorful city,
I guess we have the hottest hospitality,
Yet I don’t know if we have the tenacity
To cater for those who zoom out of this city
I wonder why some hot meats halt
And we don’t care to ask… what
Could have happened? We’re all at fault;
This pot of soup needs more sincere salt.
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