Questions, More Questions Poem by John Sensele

Unless a meal spices a social element
It remains a morsel of drudgery
That deserves no worthy comment
Worse than a fabricated forgery.

Unless a relationship binds kindred souls
It remains a chunk of artifice
That can't score any great goals
Worthy of a French kiss.

Unless sacrifice nourishes love
It remains a plastic prospect
That sails into a cove
Where it earns no respect.

Unless life secures meaning
It remains a mere existence
Bereft of a winning
Mentality, persistence and perseverance.