How do we flavor the world?
  Have we even tried?
Are we just a bitter taste?
  Wanting to be spit out?
Are we sweet to those around?
  Do we leave others wanting more?
Are we bland and tasteless?
 Gone from thought in an instant?
Are we spicy, hot, different?
  Leaving people asking questions?
Do we flavor our world, or 
  Do we stand at the side?
Wanting others to do the flavor,
  Convinced of our rightness,
Hoping for another to come,
  Who will stir the pot and add. 
The flavor of love to the pot
  So we don't have to stir.