Coffee Conundrum Poem by Smoky Hoss

I sometimes wonder,
does coffee help
or hurt?
Occasionally, after drinking a cup
I feel quite tired.
Cowboys drink hard, black coffee
sitting around the campfire
just prior to calling it a night;
do they sleep well?
Well, one would think so,
after all the nights, seasons, years,
and they stick to their routine,
either it does help to fall asleep
(as it seems often to do for me)
or they are complete idiots
(I've more than a few times entertained this thought of myself) .
But, if thus be the case for Cowboys,
why then do they, and we,
drink java each new morning
to, allegedly, revive us, invigorate and enliven us?
Perhaps we are all, after all, addicted
idiots, Cowboy conundrums, caffeine cravers.
There just may be a metaphorical meaning
deep down in the bottom of the cup to all of this.
Hmmm....
I do believe
I'll pour myself another mug of joe
and see if I can get to the bottom of it,
one of life's maligned mysteries,
the case of the coffee conundrum...