Free Lunch Poem by John Sensele

Life would be so simple
If we forever remained young
With innocence and sincere smiles,
Sober speech and a lean lung
That's free of jagged jealousies,
Quarrels and a toxic tongue.

Our lives would free us
Of quivering quills
Adults throw at one another
Whether they pose for sexy stills
Or dress to kill
With unwritten wills.

As bouncy babies, we'd suckle
Colostrum and breast milk
To get balanced nutrients
With no bothersome ilk
That plagues adult lives
Whether they dress in cotton or silk.