Taste

And what it is

For one to taste

What others seem

To put to waste.

When starved to death

And left to thirst,

From soil you lift

The very worst.

It's what they said

When they did leave,

What now does cure

And does relieve,

And fills you up

And makes you whole.

The ignorant

Has lost his soul.

The greed has made

The man go blind.

He puts to waste

What one would find

To be the most

Important part,

A piece of life,

A work of art.

What does complete

Was left to rot,

With spirits weak,

A food for thought.

The value of

The common good

The lesson learned

And understood.

And from the earth,

He is made full.

And man accepts

The devils pull,

The sins of those

That put to waste.

The man does cry

Upon this taste.