Your Invite Poem by LILLIAN SAID

Can you stand on a stage,
Freed from your cage,
Stripped from the rage,
Yet still enthused enough to turn a new page?

Will you ride into the storm,
Unperturbed by the norm,
Still be willing and able to perform,
Celebrating you, just before you were born?

With no memory stick,
Can you show me a brand new trick?
With no sensually seductive lick',
Can you build my sanctuary without using a brick?

Never again remember whose fault
Never again relive with regret or revolt
For the uniquely different smell and taste of salt
Is better than the catastrophic consequences of unpreserved malt!

Take yea then this minute to observe
Learn to understand the true meaning of the word: serve
Never forget to give the deserving exactly what they need and deserve
Appreciate the sensation at the end of a tiny; life-sustaining nerve