Strong smelling

Puckering

Bitter and Black

with a spoonful of sugar

a dribble of chocolate

and a whip of whipped cream

a deluxe pick me up

sent from the gods it almost seems

A jolt to the bones

A muse to the creative mind

Somehow with its many varieties

It brings a  broken world together

Grow the beans

Sell the beans

Crush the beans

Mix the beans

Cover the beans

Drink the beans

This one product creates so many jobs

And brings in so many incomes

Keep so many Awake

Keeps so many alive.

Don’t call it coffee, call it peace

because in a world where there is coffee

there will always be hope.

 

 

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