There lived a man who had no cause
He worked for his keep and obeyed the laws
He found himself wondering in life
And searched his purpose with great strife
Until he came upon a woman robbed of youth
She smiled and said with one tooth,
"You've bounded on a world wide tour,
But I have what you're looking for."
Something poured from her lips
That floated around in beautiful wisps
He wrapped it in a piece of parchment
and thanked her before his homeward embarkment
This thing he had fed him for days
And helped him in innumerable ways
It gave him the key to his heart
And found a woman with which he'd never part
In the face of danger it became his sword
In the hearts of everyone it struck a chord
In its presence there was never a doubt
And his family never went without
He went to the woman and asked, "how could this be?"
She smiled and said, "Tis the power of poetry!"