CoffeeCoffee, the simple treat of the morning;More Like This
taken advantage of, and plagued with poor options.
Coffee, so many ways in which to treat you;
some favorable, other flavorless.
Perhaps you are used to the pain of slowly dripping water;
even the bubbling cauldron of Turkish boilers.
Perhaps you are tired of the minutes waiting in French pots;
even of the singular brew of modern mechanisms.
Coffee, it's as if you have exhausted all means;
taken advantage of, and plagued with tired standbys.
Coffee, so many methods by which to take your volatile compounds;
some favorable, others tedious.
Perhaps it's too much to muse on, your many flavors;
notes that ring true, and others with dissonant harmonies.
Perhaps you have been rather under valued;
even disregarded as a mere necessity.
Coffee, oh lovely of luxuries, men have died for your bitter brew;
taken advantage of, used for dealings of gold and silk.
Coffee, so farmed in ancient and newer fields;
methods old, methods new, and methods unsustainable.