Loaf of Bread

I am like a loaf of bread
appearing simple and plain
remaining the same
through the refining times of change

Cut and Dry
you either like me or not
though there are only a few that resent my wholesomeness
Some have tried to sour or delude my richness
by trying to make me raw and gritty
others have tried to spice me up
by trying to artificially sweeten me
but I shall never be the flavor of the month

toasted
buttered
jellyed
sandwiched
or creamed
Most like my warmth
the soft warm filling of my nature
and my aura
gives people a relaxing feel of comfort

Though being placed in bigger and better forms of life
I shall not forget my roots
that were cot off from their homes of origin
and were processed to a foreign factory
from which I was raised
through them I carry grains from the ancient world
and carry seeds to a new world beginning

Always pleasant, patient and practical
I've been here since the beginning...
after the fads of junk come and go
for a friend, I'll be here for you, till the end
but...
my soul can only pray for you for so long
for if neglected
the spiritual aid of bread
will no longer be found in your communion
only the remnants of mold