If you don't feel, your words will not inspire;
Unless from deep within you speak sincere,
And with a charismatic fire
Compel the hearts of all who hear.
Oh, you can sit there gluing bits together
Or mixing cold leftovers in a stew,
Blowing at the ashes, wondering weather
There's any fire to warm your brew.
Yes - fools and children you'll impress -
If that is really what you want to do;
But you will never know another's heart, unless
You are prepared to give yours too.

poetry
Faust by Goethe