A Conversation

A Conversation

Two glasses filled sat closely near each other,
They spoke their greetings commonly as brothers,
One was just plain water and no more,
The other bright red wine which had been poured.

The wine spoke to the water with these words,
Let's talk of our history on this earth.
Most often said the wine I own the night,
Where many a soul yields to my might.

I've taken men and women of great fame,
My heavy influence ruining their good name.
I've snatched the crowns from many stately kings,
With a laugh I gave each one a fling.

Enticed the young at heart to only taste,
Knowing lack of wisdom was their grace.
Planes have crashed and ships were lost at sea,
With no help other than the help from me.

I've gathered souls along roads far and wide,
A number you can't count that I made cry.
I'm cheered at most gatherings you may find,
With chants yelling "bring to us more wine."

I've taken men from mansions unto alleys,
Losing track it's far too great to tally.
I push the gates of hell open wide,
Hand in hand I walk each soul inside.

The greatest attributes and virtues fall,
Beneath the power of my cunning call.
I don't think you can boast said the wine,
To half the deeds near as great as mine.

I could not, nor would I boast of these,
Said the water of these dreadful deeds.
But I can tell of many souls once sad,
That finding me turned their hearts to glad.

I've soothed the brow on many heated days,
Quenched the thirst for people along life's way.
Cleansed the mountains with my drops of rain,
Refreshing every valley, every plain.

Turning deserts to prosperous lands of worth,
Providing grain to feed the poor on earth.
Many that the wine came to degrade,
I baptize as answer to their faith.

I wash, soothe, cleanse the souls I find,
Different states the water, from the wine.
I float ships to sail across the seas,
I give instead of take in all my deeds.

I show the beauty beneath the dirt and mud,
I have purpose even with the flood.
Without me life would falter on this earth,
I am present at every single birth.

From stem to brim in every glass you'll find,
I am not the same as the wine.
I've never had a thought to ruin a man,
But to elevate has always been my plan.