Curry

CURRY

When one is without rhyme Only time for disbelieving For picking up the pieces In a world which is deceiving

Curry favour with your passions, Make amends with your deception Turn the dial on the receiver Until you get a good reception

Hear the songs of joy and laughter With a rhythm once called heathen Tap your toes and your emotions There’s no need for rhyme or reason!

The tide of disappointment Is a tide that is receding Take your courage to the kitchen It’s your soul that needs some feeding

Stir the pot, add in some spices Giving warmth and sweet aroma Turmeric for health and colour Happiness from Cardomoma

The peppercorns need cracking Chopped Chillis, coriander Caraway and cinnamon Curry flavour - nothing finer!

If reason takes a pass Has you questioning your lot Throw your worries to the wall There`’s no x that marks the spot

And the sum of all anxiety Won’t amount to much at all. Think of all the good things Not the bad that could befall

Let a tide of love rush over Raise your hopes and lift your spirit Life`s a dish that’s richly flavoured Bite it, taste it, eat it, live it!