On Life's Simple Pleasures Poem by Sidi Mahtrow

One need only to experience the event
That is by Nature, the lingering scent
Coming to those near and far
That think only of the tar.

The tar that so much lingers
On the outstretched fingers
Grasping the vehicle that brings
A tranquility to most addicted human beings.

So do like many do
Count the years of pleasure that are few
If you give up all that pleases
To address the plague that never ceases.

Life is full of distressing pains
That one endures it seems
To enjoy those moments of bliss
Which are described as a simple kiss.